tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87024299443241377492017-08-04T10:50:14.779-07:00Schow-Bickmore HistoriesThis blog was created as a place to put pieces of my family histories as I find them. The goal is to make a story of each ancestor. THIS INFORMATION IS NOT DOCUMENTED NOR VERIFIED. IT IS JUST A PLACE TO PUT INFORMATION UNTIL IT HAS BEEN RESEARCHED FURTHER. PLEASE DO NOT QUOTE IT AS FACT.
If anyone reading this blog has any pictures, stories, etc., that they would be willing to share with other family members, I would be happy to add them.Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-17508479384845566182016-05-18T09:37:00.000-07:002016-05-18T09:37:15.379-07:00MOONLIGHT MONNETTE Ancestral line:&nbsp; Beth Schow (Stagge), daughter of&nbsp; Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Martha Eliza Harville (Bickmore), daughter of Mary Milinda Money (Harville), daughter of Bryan Money (Monnette), son of Mrs Bryan Monnette (Moonlight).<br /><br />Moonlight Monnette Cherokee creek tribe born Hampshire West Virginia moved on to North Carolina with her tribe after the death of her husband Bryon MonnetteArn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-31195527522878263272013-01-17T12:18:00.001-08:002013-01-17T12:18:56.368-08:00David Bickmore 1768-1853David, the son of John and Ann Bickmore, was a mariner.&nbsp; He is on record of buying thirty acres of land on Swan's Island in 1790.&nbsp; This island is near the coast of Maine.&nbsp; He resided in Friendship, or Medoncook, in 1800 and used the spelling Bigmore.&nbsp; He married Margaret Dix (Dicky) of Thomaston at Cushing, Maine, August 31, 1793.&nbsp; His name is on the census list of Meduncook, Maine, 1800.&nbsp; David and Margaret Bickmore had ten children: 1. Thomas, born June 6, 1798*; 2. Isaac Motor, born June 6, 1798; 3. David, born 1802; 4. Samuel, born 1805; 5. George, born 1807; 6. Jacob, born 1810; 7. Eliza, born 1812; 8. Jane, born 1815; 9. Martha Jane, born 1818; 10. Annie, born 1813.<br /><strong>Early Bickmore History found in Book of Remebrance of Beth Schow Stagge</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-42286115560046745692013-01-17T12:12:00.001-08:002013-01-17T12:12:06.104-08:00Thomas Bickmore (Bigmore) 1601The earliest record of this family in America is Thomas Bigmore, aged 34, living in New England - "Fether Seller."&nbsp; There is no doubt of the connection between this Thomas and the Massachusetts line as the name is so uncommon, though the records show nothing of two generations between the dates.&nbsp; They may have been engaged in traffic with other countries which makes it more difficult to trace them.<br /><br />Thomas Bickmore, born in England in 1601 lived in Massachusetts in 1635.&nbsp; He was a "Fether Seller" and left New England in 1635 for Amsterdam.<br /><strong>Early Bickmore History found in Book of Remebrance of Beth Schow Stagge</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-4970365456669347172013-01-17T12:09:00.002-08:002013-01-17T12:09:58.343-08:00Elizabeth Andrews (Bickmore) 1707-George Bickmore, probably great grandson of Thomas, was recorded in Milton, Massachusetts July 13, 1739.&nbsp; He owned the covenant July 13, 1739.&nbsp; George Bickmore, adult, by virtue of owning the covenant, was baptized by Reverend John Daylor.&nbsp; He married Elizabeth Andrews, April 2, 1730 at Dorchester, Massachusetts, the marriage being performed by Robert Sput, Esp.JP.&nbsp; Their children: *1 John, born March 31, 1731 at Dorchester; 2. George, born June 6, 1733 at Milton, Massachusetts; 3. Elizabeth, born March 9, 1736 at Milton.<br /><br />In the Boston records of 1738, we find George Bickmore June 24, 1738, recommended as a Porter "to appear at Town Clerk's office to give bond."&nbsp; In 1760, in Boston, among losses sustained by fire Elizabeth Bickmore was allowed 18 pounds 13 shillings for loss of personal estate:&nbsp; "1 bed, 1 oval table, 1 brass kettle, 1 scilit, other small articles."<br /><br />In 1743 a small settlement was made at Medumcook (which is the Indian plantation name for Friendship, Maine) by English people, who had come from Plymouth and western parts of Massachusetts.&nbsp; A fort was erected in southern part of town, which served as a protection from the Indians.&nbsp; Many people from Dorchester and Boston went to Medumcook.&nbsp; There were about twenty-two families residing there in 1754.&nbsp; Among them was * John and George Bickmore.&nbsp; This confirms the family tradition that the family lived there on the coast of Maine.&nbsp; It is probable that the elder George Bickmore lived there with his two sons, as in 1774, when the petition to the general court of Boston was signed,&nbsp;Elizabeth Bickmore, the mother's name, appears.<br /><br />The Petition follows:<br /><br />"This being a day pitched upon by the general courts of Boston, under the advice of the Governor for a day of fasting and prayer throughout the Province, on account of our present dangerous situation with regard to our liberties.&nbsp; We of the inhabitants of Meduncook, met at the minister's house and after our religious services, the following covenant, composed at Boston and sent to us, was signed, as follows, viz:<br /><br />"We the people of Medumcook, having taken into consideration the precarious state of the liberties of New England and more especially the present disturbed condition of this Province, do, in the presence of God, solemnly and in good faith, covenant and engage with each other; that: From henceforth we will suspend all commercial intercourse with the said Island of Great Britain until the said act for blocking up said harbor be repealed.&nbsp; We will not buy, purchase, or consume or suffer anyone else to do so, any goods, wares, or merchandise that shall arrive from Great Britain from and after the last day of August 1774.&nbsp; We agree to break off all commerce, etc., with all persons who continue to import goods from Great Britain or shall purchase from those who do import.&nbsp; We, further, agree to purchase no article from those who have not signed this covenant.<br /><br />"I, _____________, of __________________ in the company of _____________ do solemnly swear that the goods on hand have not been imported from Great Britain since August 1774, and will not import or purchase of any persons importing any goods, as aforesaid until the harbor of Boston shall be opened and we are fully restored to the free use of our constitutional rights and charter, and lastly, we agree that after this or a similar covenant has been offered to any person and they refuse to sign it or produce the oath, above said, we will consider them as contumacious importers and withdraw all commercial relations with them, so far as not to purchase of them any articles whatsoever, and publish their names to the world."<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Signed - July 14, 1774<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Witness our Hand"<br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;John Bickmore and wife, Anna <br />&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Elizabeth Bickmore<br />(These names were included in the list of people who constituted the town of Meduncook, Maine (Friendship).<br /><br />Any descendants of John Bickmore and Anna, his wife, or of Elizabeth, his mother, is eligible to the Society of the Daughters of American Revolution (or sons of American Revolution, if male descendants).<br /><br />Medoncook or Meduncook was incorporated into the present town of Friendship, Maine on February 27, 1807.&nbsp; It is now a town of wealth and importance.<br /><br />Reference for covenant signed by John, Ann and Elizabeth Bickmore was taken from the history of Friendship, Maine.Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-16496437518984504912013-01-17T12:07:00.000-08:002013-01-17T12:07:10.956-08:00George Bickmore 1705-1777George Bickmore, probably great grandson of Thomas, was recorded in Milton, Massachusetts July 13, 1739.&nbsp; He owned the covenant July 13, 1739.&nbsp; George Bickmore, adult, by virtue of owning the covenant, was baptized by Reverend John Daylor.&nbsp; He married Elizabeth Andrews, April 2, 1730 at Dorchester, Massachusetts, the marriage being performed by Robert Sput, Esp.JP.&nbsp; Their children: *1 John, born March 31, 1731 at Dorchester; 2. George, born June 6, 1733 at Milton, Massachusetts; 3. Elizabeth, born March 9, 1736 at Milton.<br /><br />In the Boston records of 1738, we find George Bickmore June 24, 1738, recommended as a Porter "to appear at Town Clerk's office to give bond."&nbsp; In 1760, in Boston, among losses sustained by fire Elizabeth Bickmore was allowed 18 pounds 13 shillings for loss of personal estate:&nbsp; "1 bed, 1 oval table, 1 brass kettle, 1 scilit, other small articles."<br /><br />In 1743 a small settlement was made at Medumcook (which is the Indian plantation name for Friendship, Maine) by English people, who had come from Plymouth and western parts of Massachusetts.&nbsp; A fort was erected in southern part of town, which served as a protection from the Indians.&nbsp; Many people from Dorchester and Boston went to Medumcook.&nbsp; There were about twenty-two families residing there in 1754.&nbsp; Among them was * John and George Bickmore.&nbsp; This confirms the family tradition that the family lived there on the coast of Maine.&nbsp; It is probable that the elder George Bickmore lived there with his two sons, as in 1774, when the petition to the general court of Boston was signed,&nbsp;Elizabeth Bickmore, the mother's name, appears.<br /><strong>Early Bickmore History found in Book of Rembrance of Beth Schow Stagge</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-68681006231119151732012-08-15T14:25:00.000-07:002016-05-20T12:43:57.518-07:00BETH SCHOW (STAGGE) 1921-1995<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri6Tq5klltg/TjcZ-ekga1I/AAAAAAAAExA/lOUarNYPr0w/s1600/8T0BWCACSAT25CAA2Y7D2CA4YOPXSCAMHY73DCABBS3GLCAA9H9LLCAGANV4XCAGZA70QCAU88N7TCADVGKWICA60MUTECAO0381BCA3UU8Y9CAW3CWBOCA2D0HDVCAZJ4TIICACW862LCALS4809.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636002019826232146" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ri6Tq5klltg/TjcZ-ekga1I/AAAAAAAAExA/lOUarNYPr0w/s400/8T0BWCACSAT25CAA2Y7D2CA4YOPXSCAMHY73DCABBS3GLCAA9H9LLCAGANV4XCAGZA70QCAU88N7TCADVGKWICA60MUTECAO0381BCA3UU8Y9CAW3CWBOCA2D0HDVCAZJ4TIICACW862LCALS4809.jpg" style="display: block; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hJYzqWrPiF4/VskYpi7fI9I/AAAAAAAAKb8/T2Z0jorZ2iU/s400/SCHOW%2BBeth_00017A%2BJPEG.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br />This is a poem I had to recite as a very small child. All I could remember was just how scared I was and that my Mother, Mary Elizabeth Schow, had spent hours teaching it to me so I could say it in front of her Relief Society meeting.<br /><br />Through the years I tried hard to remember the poem and could not remember except the last line. One night, as I was nearing my sixty-fifth birthday, I couldn't sleep so I turned television on. Of all programs it was the Johnny Carson program and as I was just about to change the channel I could hear the poem from so long ago being recited. I couldn't believe my ears. But Johnny was reciting it and told who the author was. So I went to the library and with a little bit of help, I was able to locate the poem and the sequel to go with it. This is the poem.<br /><b>Beth Stagge</b><br /><br /><b>THE PURPLE COW</b><br />I never saw a purple cow,<br />I never hope to see one.<br />But I can tell you anyhow<br />I'd rather see than be one.<br /><br /><b>AH, YES, I WROTE THE "PURPLE COW"</b><br />Ah, yes, I wrote the "Purple Cow"<br />I'm sorry now I wrote it.<br />But I can tell you, anyhow,<br />I'll kill you if you quote it!<br /><b>Gelett Burgess</b><br /><br /><b>U.S. City Directories, Ogden, Utah 1977</b><br />Stagge Beth (Wid Marvin) emp Penney's h3062 Jefferson Av<br /><br />Beth was a den mother for Cub Scouts of America when Bruce was a Cub Scout. She put so much time and effort into this activity. I remember her making a carousal cake for one of the Pack Meetings and remember them marching in a parade.<br /><br /><b>United States Census, 1930 for Beth Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: Beth Schow<br />Event: Census<br />Event Date: 1930<br />Event Place: Brigham, Box Elder, Utah<br />Gender: Female<br />Age: 8<br />Marital Status: Single<br />Race: White<br />Birthplace: Utah<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1922<br />Immigration Year:<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Daughter<br />Father's Birthplace: Utah<br />Mother's Birthplace: Utah<br />Enumeration District Number: 0006<br />Family Number: 332<br />Sheet Number and Letter: 15B<br />Line Number: 78<br />NARA Publication: T626, roll 2414<br />Film Number: 2342148<br />Digital Folder Number: 4547393<br />Image Number: 00203<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />Parent - Ira M Schow, M, 54<br />Parent - Elizabeth Schow, F, 47<br />Ira L Schow, M, 18<br />Reed Schow, M, 15<br />Danford Schow, M, 12<br />Ida Schow, F, 10<br />Beth Schow, F, 8<br />Edna Schow, F, 5<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>Autobiographical Sketch:&nbsp; Sister Beth Schow Stagge</b><br /><i>This was published in our Ward monthly paper, so I thought you might like to read it.&nbsp; it could have been better, but I didn't have much time on it.</i><br /><br />I was born in Brigham City, Utah, on September 25, 1921, the eighth of ten children.&nbsp; Our family consisted of three girls, three boys, then three girls, and a boy.&nbsp; My parents were Ira Michael Schow and Elizabeth Bickmore.&nbsp; Of the ten children, six are still living.&nbsp; We have been extremely close-knit family, although we are scattered throughout the county.&nbsp; We keep in touch regularly through a round robin letter.<br /><br />I was blessed with the most wonderful parents in the world.&nbsp; I have many memories of my childhood, many in connection with frequent sickness.&nbsp; I remember Dad's often holding me with such loving care and tenderness.&nbsp; I always felt so safe.&nbsp; Mom often did the same.&nbsp; I was often told of a time when I was seriously ill.&nbsp; The doctor had been to the house and told Mother he had done all he could do.&nbsp; Dad called the Elders to give me a blessing.&nbsp; In the morning I was much better.&nbsp; Both Mother and Dad felt it was due to the power of the priesthood which may have guided Mother to her home remedy of turpentine and sugar, followed by a good dose of caster oil.&nbsp; At any rate, when the doctor came that morning and saw how much better I was, he was so happy that he went down town and bought me a doll.<br /><br />Other memories of my youth are of the Brigham City Peach Days.&nbsp; Every year we had to march in the parade.&nbsp; One year one of my sisters was dressed as a doctor and another was dressed as a nurse, and I was also dressed as a nurse.&nbsp; My Mother and sister had worked so hard on our nurses uniforms.&nbsp; We made such a hit, we had to march in the parade the following year too.&nbsp; I think we won first prize both years.&nbsp; Peach Days were such special occasions.&nbsp; We left home in time for the parade then spent the entire day participating in the festivities.<br /><br />Other fond memories are of our Christmases.&nbsp; Although Christmases were lean at our house since we never got more than one present, it was always one of the best, happiest times of the year in our house.&nbsp; Mother always had managed to fix a special dinner and to have some goodies around.&nbsp; Her sweet rolls were especially good.&nbsp; One very special Christmas; we didn't have a tree the day before Christmas; we were all after Dad to get one, pestering him all day.&nbsp; Finally as it was getting dark, he told three of us children we could go to Ken Jensen's to get one.&nbsp; He gave us fifty cents.&nbsp; We ran all the way because we were afraid the place would be closed.&nbsp; Arriving there just in time, we told Mr. Jensen what we wanted.&nbsp; He gave us our choice of trees but didn't take our money.&nbsp; When we got home, Dad put up the tree and we decorated it with paper chains, strung popcorn and cranberries, and a few ornaments.&nbsp; When we were through, I stood back and thought surely I had gone to heaven.&nbsp; To me, it was the most beautiful tree in the world.&nbsp; I don't remember getting any presents that next morning.&nbsp; All I know is we had a beautiful tree and a very happy Christmas.&nbsp; Mom and Dad had a way of making a bad situation turn out to be something wonderful.<br /><br />I recall that when I was a very little girl my Mother would spend hours at her treadle sewing machine.&nbsp; She was an excellent seamstress, but she also had very bad legs and couldn't always operate the treadle.&nbsp; I'd sit on the floor and do the treadling for her.&nbsp; In fact, all of us children would take our turns doing that.<br /><br />I was baptized on October 5, 1929, when I was eight years old.&nbsp; I attended school in Brigham City and am a graduate of Box Elder High School.&nbsp; Years later I went to Heneger's College to learn machines in order to obtain a job.<br /><br />On February 21, 1940, I married Marvin Louis Stagge.&nbsp; After we were married, we lived in Ogden for three years then moved to El Cerrito, California, where we lived for about twelve years.&nbsp; We then moved to Concord, California, in 1955.&nbsp; My husband was a parts manager for one of the biggest Ford dealerships in California for many years.&nbsp; In 1968 we came back to Ogden on a vacation.&nbsp; At that time Marvin's father needed our care, and also to be near my Mother, so Marv retired and we moved here to the home where I currently reside.<br /><br />My husband and I had three wonderful children: Gary Louis was born in Ogden, Utah in 1941; JoAnn was born in Brigham City, Utah, in 1943; Bruce Clare was born in Richmond, California, in 1951.&nbsp; I was privileged to stay at home to raise my children.&nbsp; Both Gary and JoAnn still live in California; Bruce lives in Layton, Utah.&nbsp; I now have eight grandchildren and two great-grandchildren.<br /><br />After we moved back to Ogden, I started to work at J.C. Penney's in 1970, retiring in 1984.&nbsp; My husband died May 6, 1975 from pneumonia.<br /><br />I've always had a strong testimony of the gospel but at times was not active in the church, although I always maintained a degree of involvement with the church.&nbsp; After I retired and returned to total activity in the church, I received my temple endowments and was sealed to my husband August 30, 1985.&nbsp; I've never been happier in my life than since being active in the church.&nbsp;&nbsp;I was called to work in the Ogden Temple on May 25, 1989, but regrettably had to be released from that calling on September 4, 1990, because of poor health.&nbsp; I loved every minute of my service there.<br /><br />In 1987 I had heart surgery.&nbsp; I have such a strong testimony of the laying on of hands by the priesthood.&nbsp; I never would have come through the surgery without it.&nbsp; Priesthood blessings have helped me through many illnesses in my life.&nbsp; I now suffer from chronic asthma and have to be on oxygen all the time.&nbsp; My condition prevents my attending church as much as I would like to.<br /><br />With my health as it is now, I am blessed to be able to stay in my own home.&nbsp; Having good renters in the basement, starting with Bishop Larry Giles, has made it possible to remain in my home.&nbsp; Currently Joan and Michael Freestone of our ward are living there.<br /><br />During my life I have had many hobbies.&nbsp; Among them are sewing, oil painting, knitting, crocheting, plastic canvas work and other kinds of crafts.&nbsp; I loved bowling and bowled on a leagues for many years.&nbsp; I have always loved music.&nbsp; I even played the French horn in my high school band.&nbsp; Music has been a source of joy all through my life.<br /><br />Everyone in our ward has been so wonderful.&nbsp; I have been blessed with a wonderful heritage and with wonderful children.&nbsp; I'm very proud and happy to call myself Beth Schow Stagge.<br /><br /><b>The First Word, Orchard Park 1st Ward, Ogden, Utah, May 1994</b><br /><br /><br /><b>U.S. Social Security Death Index for Beth Stagge</b><br /><b></b>First Name: Beth<br />Middle Name:<br />Last Name: Stagge<br />Name Suffix:<br />Birth Date: 25 September 1921<br />Social Security Number: 528-16-8945<br />Place of Issuance: Utah<br />Last Residence: Weber, Utah<br />Zip Code of Last Residence: 84403<br />Death Date: 22 December 1995<br />Estimated Age at Death: 74<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>Personal Record</b><br />Blessed 6 November 1921 by N. J. Valentine;Bishop Thos. C. Blackburn; Clerk May R. Horsley (Second Ward Box Elder Stake)<br />Baptized 5 October 1929 in Brigham City, Box Elder, Utah, by Delbert N. Hansen (P)<br />Confirmed 6 October 1929 by Clarence E. Merrell<br />Married Marvin Louis Stagge on 21 February 1940 in Brigham City, Utah by Wilford Freeman<br />Patriarchal blessing by Nephi J. Valentine on 15 November 1937<br /><b>found in genealogy book of Beth Schow Stagge</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>Letter to her Mother and Dad</b><br />Dear Mother and Dad,<br /><br />I thought I just drop you a merry Christmas and a happy new year.&nbsp; We will sure be thinking of you.<br /><br />The kids are so excited about Christmas.&nbsp; They ask us about every hour how long it is till Santa will come.&nbsp; We have a beautiful tree this year and our room is decorated very nice.&nbsp; We have everything ready and we are just waiting.&nbsp; Marv fixed a two wheeled bike up for Gary and we bought a tryke for JoAnn.&nbsp; I think the kids will have a good time.<br /><br />I took the kids into Oakland last week to see Santa.&nbsp; Each child that sees Santa has his picture taken.&nbsp; They are sure cute the ones that we got of the kids.&nbsp; After Christmas I am going to send them home for you to see.<br /><br />We got a letter from Ralph the other day.&nbsp; He is getting married the 27th and then him and his wife are coming out to see us on their honeymoon.<br /><br />Marv has been getting all kinds of Christmas presents out at work.&nbsp; He is as happy as a kid.<br /><br />Well I guess I had better close for tonight.&nbsp; And again we sincerely wish you a merry Christmas and a happy new year and may God bless you both and may this letter find you both well and happy.<br /><br />Good night dears<br />Beth, Marv, Gary and JoAnn<br /><b>Sent from El Cerrito, California, December 22, 1946</b><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdjjcNxdQ2s/Vz9KzHAfVPI/AAAAAAAAK5w/9WbqOljXr7grbDeBMsHqltRsQvVhIUZaACLcB/s1600/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BBand.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="462" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xdjjcNxdQ2s/Vz9KzHAfVPI/AAAAAAAAK5w/9WbqOljXr7grbDeBMsHqltRsQvVhIUZaACLcB/s640/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BBand.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><b>She played the French Horn.&nbsp; Third row third from the right. Age 16</b><br /><b>Box Elder High School, Brigham City, Utah 1939 </b><br /><b>"The Box Elder Band of four years ago had a very fine and high reputation.&nbsp; After a lapse of two years it is out to regain that reputation.&nbsp; After a fine trip to the coast last summer the band started school with a determination to become the outstanding band of the state.&nbsp; There are many graduating seniors who have never been in an outstanding box Elder Band and they are out to win.&nbsp; So watch Box Elder's Band become the state leader it once was."</b><br /><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b><br /><b><br /></b><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7B1ebLf62A/Vz9M-MzBAeI/AAAAAAAAK58/J2hn7Vke8UM2YR6fz1eypA6srhi1gnOqgCLcB/s1600/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BHigh%2BSchool%2Byearbook%2B1937.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z7B1ebLf62A/Vz9M-MzBAeI/AAAAAAAAK58/J2hn7Vke8UM2YR6fz1eypA6srhi1gnOqgCLcB/s400/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BHigh%2BSchool%2Byearbook%2B1937.PNG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><b>Box Elder High School Yearbook, Brigham City, Utah 1937</b><br /><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0IONlUS_3c/Vz9QkOUt81I/AAAAAAAAK6Q/IHL52glP7aEN3Tdz5U6hGtSMFXCYmYzxwCLcB/s1600/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BBand%2B1938.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="460" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E0IONlUS_3c/Vz9QkOUt81I/AAAAAAAAK6Q/IHL52glP7aEN3Tdz5U6hGtSMFXCYmYzxwCLcB/s640/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BBand%2B1938.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><b><br /></b><b><br /></b><b>I think she is in the fifth row in front of and between the two girls in white.</b><br /><b>"Last year we rated highly superior in both "Sight Reading" and "Marching" at Price.&nbsp; Although we will be playing this year, without thirty-eight of last year's graduates, we know we hve a good band and will be fighting for dear old Box Elder.&nbsp; We have had a read successful year having played at all football and basketball games, at our gym, and have taken the usual fine trips with the chamber of Commerce and the Peach Days Committee.&nbsp; The really fine support we have had from the School Board and our community makes us proud to be in Box Elder's Band; and we hope we can continue to merit the compliments that come to us."</b><br /><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBDbC8iwPD8/Vz9TOf1r3nI/AAAAAAAAK6c/8JFKjx7eh8UQRZ3C_ecsYcrOGuM_A0JUQCLcB/s1600/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BVocations%2BClub.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="358" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nBDbC8iwPD8/Vz9TOf1r3nI/AAAAAAAAK6c/8JFKjx7eh8UQRZ3C_ecsYcrOGuM_A0JUQCLcB/s640/SCHOW%2BBeth%2B%2528Stagge%2529%2BVocations%2BClub.PNG" width="640" /></a></div><b><br /></b><b>Box Elder High School Yearbook, Brigham City, Utah 1937&nbsp;&nbsp;</b><br /><b>Vocations Club</b><br /><b>Top row 2nd from right&nbsp;</b><br /><b>"Wisdom is knowing what to do next: skill is knowing how to do it; and virtue is doing it.</b><br /><b>Our club consists of 56 girls all interested in finding the ting in life that we can do best, and that will bring in return the greatest amount of happiness.&nbsp; We further believe that Booker T. Washington was right when he said, "Everyone can find some place and do some work better than anybody else.&nbsp; To find that place at the earliest day and to do that work in the worthiest way, that is to be successful."</b><br /><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b><br /><b><br /></b><b>Ogden, Utah, City Directory</b><br /><b>1941</b><br /><b>&nbsp;Stagge Marvin L (Beth) h 88 Wilson la</b><br /><br /><b>1977</b><br /><b>Beth Stagge (Wid Marvin) employee Penney's h3052 Jefferson Av</b><br /><b>1977</b><br /><b>3052 Stagge Beth Mrs @ 392-4312</b><br /><b></b><br /><br /><b>Richmond, California, City Directory,&nbsp;</b><br /><b>1947</b><br /><b>1519 Richmond El Cer</b><br /><b>Spouse M L Stagge</b><br /><br /><b></b><br /><b>1958</b><br /><b>Beth Stagge, 2324 Jerilyn dr Concord</b><br /><b>Spouse Marin L Stagge</b><br /><br /><b>1960</b><br /><b>Concord</b><br /><b>Spouse Marvin L Stagge</b><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-54458462523208965842012-08-14T16:03:00.000-07:002013-01-09T16:05:10.995-08:00ELLEN SCHOW (CALCHERA) 1907-1986<strong>Written by Ida Schow Blower</strong><br /><br />Ellen Schow Calchera.&nbsp; Born April 14th, 1907 at Paradise, Utah.&nbsp; Daughter of Ira Michael and Mary Elizabeth Schow.<br /><br />Graduate of Box Elder High School where she was student body vice president.<br /><br />After high school graduation she attended the Thomas D. Dee Memorial School of Nursing and received her diploma as Registered Nurse.<br /><br />Her first work assignment was at Malad, Idaho.&nbsp; From there she moved to San Francisco and worked at the University Hospital.<br /><br />She was married to Alfred Calchera and has, quote Ellen, "Three Fine sons."<br /><br />As an army family they traveled to Japan and to Portugal then, returning to Brigham City where she worked as a surgical nurse at Cooley Hospital for seventeen years.<br /><br />She has four grandchildren and two great grandchildren.<br /><br />Ellen cared for our mother in her declining years, was an avid gardener and enjoyed oil painting.<br /><br />She has been a mother, grandmother, sister, friend and advisor to all of us.Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-670332197991331232012-08-14T15:22:00.000-07:002013-01-09T16:06:26.592-08:00JUEL REED SCHOW 1914-2004Written by Beth Schow Stagge<br /><br />Things I remember about my dear brothr Reed as we were growing up.&nbsp; Mother and Dad sure named him right when they gave him the name of Juel.&nbsp; He was the best of best in diamonds.&nbsp; He was always very quiet but always had a big smile for you to brighten your day.&nbsp; He always went about his work with perfection and to this day he still does everything to perfection.&nbsp; He had a bike.&nbsp; I think he earned the money to buy it.&nbsp; But he was always getting a flat tire.&nbsp; I use to watch him as he would mend it.&nbsp; He had a gadget that he would put elastic bands on so they would be real tight.&nbsp; Then by adding some real stinking glue and finding the hole he would shoot the elastic bands into the tire, adding more glue then cutting off the excess elastic, letting it dry and putting more&nbsp;air in the tire, he'd be off again.&nbsp; Once in awhile he would give me a ride on the frame bar. But I swore he found all the bumps in town.&nbsp; So I didn't ride with him too often.<br /><br />I remember one summer he came home from California with a car. I thought it was simply the best. I believe it was a Model A. He took Mom and Dad and a few of us kids for a trip into Idaho.&nbsp; It was hot and we were enjoying ourself when all of a sudden we hit a bump and the rear axle broke.&nbsp; Reed and Dad had to walk back to the last town for help.&nbsp; We had to wait for them in the car. It seemed like ages.&nbsp; But soon they came back with help.&nbsp; We had to be towed into town and while the car was being fixed we visited some olf friends of Mother and Dad's.<br /><br />The one thing I remember about Reed is that when he would lose his temper he would never swear.&nbsp; Instead he always said "Oh raspberry."&nbsp; I think he may still use it today.<br /><br />He has always been a brother you could be very proud of.&nbsp; Always giving you good advice and watching over us younger kids.&nbsp; I love you very much Reed and wish you the happiest of 80th Birthday and many more.Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-60479689917841423152012-08-14T01:00:00.000-07:002012-08-18T12:07:52.730-07:00IDA SCHOW (BLOWER) 1919-2004<div align="center"></div>[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), mother of Ida Schow (Blower).]<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6DfJoBQ9RI/Sik9Pjy7NXI/AAAAAAAADsg/666Ac8M9ZgQ/s1600-h/Ida+Blower.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343869770367972722" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r6DfJoBQ9RI/Sik9Pjy7NXI/AAAAAAAADsg/666Ac8M9ZgQ/s400/Ida+Blower.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 150px;" /></a> IDA BLOWER </div><br /><div align="left"><br />IDAHO FALLS, ID -- Ida Schow Blower, 84, of Idaho Falls, passed away April 6, 2004, in Idaho Falls of heart failure. </div><br /><div align="left">She was born August 21, 1919, at Dubois, Idaho, to Ira Michael Schow and Mary Elizabeth Bickmore Schow. The family moved to Brigham City, Utah, where she grew up and attended schools and graduated from high school. She then graduated from the McKay-Dee Memorial Hospital Nursing School in Ogden. </div><br />She married Henry Blower April 24, 1945, in Salt Lake City, Utah. They were sealed in the Idaho Falls LDS Temple on August 23, 1996. They made their home in Brigham City and Salt Lake City before coming to Idaho Falls eight years ago. She worked as a Registered Nurse at Cooley Memorial Hospital in Brigham City, Utah, until 1976, then at Hill Haven Nursing Home in Salt Lake City. <br /><br /><div align="left">An active member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, she served in the Relief Society and as a Primary Teacher. She enjoyed painting with oils, reading, cooking (especially new recipes), arts and crafts, making dolls, tennis, and swimming. </div><br /><div align="left">Surviving are: Husband: Henry Blower (Idaho Falls, ID); Daughter: Dorothy Ellen Howard (Brigham City, UT); Daughter: Barbara Ann [Joseph] Yates (Pocatello, ID); Son: Earl [Chris] Blower (Idaho Falls, ID); Brother: Dan Schow (CA); Brother: Reed Schow (CA); Sister: Edna Jones (Bountiful, UT); Sister: Norma Hunt (CA); 11 Grandchildren, 17 Great Grandchildren, 2 Great Great Grandchildren. She was preceded in death by her parents, brothers, Myron and Lee, and sisters, Irene, Ellen and Beth. </div><br /><div align="left">Funeral Services will be at 10 a.m. Saturday, April 10, 2004, at the Idaho Falls LDS Lincoln Stake Center, 2545 Mesa, with Counselor Hal Wright of the Lincoln 3rd Ward officiating.<br /><br />The family will visit with friends on Saturday at 9:00 a.m., at the church. </div><br /><div align="left">Burial will be at 3:00 p.m., in the Brigham City Cemetery in Brigham City, Utah, under the direction of Wood Funeral Home.</div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-89038728189588435632012-08-13T16:58:00.000-07:002017-08-03T11:09:05.463-07:00IRA MICHAEL SCHOW 1875-1948<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvgmGUL0aD0/TpxscZsbd4I/AAAAAAAAGMM/kIvSO8hyJIo/s1600/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664521666514614146" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SvgmGUL0aD0/TpxscZsbd4I/AAAAAAAAGMM/kIvSO8hyJIo/s400/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow.jpg" style="display: block; height: 293px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> Ira Michael Schow, 2nd row 2nd from the left. Missionary group taken sometime between 20 August 1901 and September 1903 in Portland, Oregon.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhunNLkbLew/TbnlRIS2iJI/AAAAAAAADxs/8FWxlWZ_Plg/s1600/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600759694059014290" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhunNLkbLew/TbnlRIS2iJI/AAAAAAAADxs/8FWxlWZ_Plg/s400/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow.jpg" style="display: block; height: 233px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 156px;" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f433YUuC7fo/Tbnk9u-Ik5I/AAAAAAAADxk/PngzXPP_P-4/s1600/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow%2BBrigham%2BCity.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600759360843715474" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f433YUuC7fo/Tbnk9u-Ik5I/AAAAAAAADxk/PngzXPP_P-4/s400/Ira%2BMichael%2BSchow%2BBrigham%2BCity.jpg" style="display: block; height: 138px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a>Ira Michael Schow - Brigham City</div><br /><b>BIOGRAPHY OF IRA MICHAEL SCHOW</b> <br /><div><br />My father, Ira Michael Schow, was born 22 February 1875, in Mantua, Box Elder County, Utah. He was the fourth child of Michael Juel Schow and Christena Hanson Schow. His father was born 12 September 1845 at Aalborg, Denmark. He came across the plains to Utah with a handcart company at the age of eight (Hans Peter Olsen Company, 1854), he grew up in Box Elder County and was with the first company of saints to settle in Mantua, Utah. He was Bishop there for many, many years and lived a worthwhile and serviceable life. His mother was born 9 April 1843 at Hensinge, Denmark. She was a good housekeeper and as my mother tells me, had everything to keep house with. She was a great hand at having her shelves well stocked. They were blessed with nine children. <br /><br />Dad attended grade school in Mantua and completed the eighth grade. Later in life he took a course in carpentering at the Agricultural College in Logan, Utah. He grew up on a farm and while still a youth learned the value of an honest day's work. When he was yet a boy his father was called on a mission. Dad took over the family farm and helped support his father while in the mission field.<br /><br />He was ordained a Deacon 18 November 1888 by Martin M. Jensen. Ordained a Teacher 7 January 1894 by C. M. Jensen, and a Priest 8 December 1895 by C. M. Jensen. He received a Patriarchal Blessing from John Smith 26 March 1894. He was ordained a Seventy 20 August 1901 by Apostle Rudgar Clawson at Salt Lake City, Utah, just prior to going on a mission. At the same time he was given a missionary blessing by Apostle Clawson.&nbsp; Missionary certificate signed August 20, 1901 by Lorenzo Snow, L. Cannon, Joseph G. Smith, First Presidency.<br /><br />Dad was first called to go to the Samoan Island to preach the gospel and even took some language lessons, but since there was trouble there, his mission was changed to the Northwestern States Mission. He was one of the first missionaries to go up into this section. I have read his diary and am sure he did a great deal of good and attended zealously to the work of the Lord while on his mission.<br /><br />At one time, while on his mission, the people in the sector in which they were laboring were a little hostile. My father and his companion were staying over night at a friend's house and they heard they were to be tarred and feathered. Five or six men came to the house where they were staying, but their friend, the man of the house, went out with a gun and talked with them and they went away and left them alone. Most of the time, I believe the people were most cordial. Many times they used the school house in the community to hold meetings and were successful, except at one place where a minister of another faith was also on the school board and prevented them. In September 1903 he was given an honorable release from his mission and was told he could come home.<br /><br />He met Mary Elizabeth Bickmore in Paradise, Utah, where he had purchased a farm prior to going on his mission, and they were married in the Logan Utah Temple 23 December 1903, the same year he came home from his mission. To this union 10 children were born: Irene, Ellen, Norma, Ira Lee, Juel Reed, Danford, Ida, Beth, Edna, and Myron. The first four years of his married life were spent in Paradise, Utah. They lived in town but owned a farm on the outskirts of town. Thinking they could better their condition financially, Dad sold the farm, placed the money in the bank until a good opportunity presented itself to buy another farm, and moved to Logan, Utah. After living in Logan for two years, my father rented the McCulleck Ranch at Cedarville, Idaho, where they lived for one year. He then invested his money in a farm and home at Weston, Idaho. There they spent some of the most pleasant years of their life. My father was called as second Assistant Superintendent of the Sunday School, he worked in the M.I.A., and later was called as second counsel in the Bishopric.<br /><br />In 1916 they chartered a car on the O.S.L. Railroad, loaded it with their household furniture and belongings, machinery and livestock, and moved to Rexburg, Idaho, where they leased land from the state. They had quite a lot of trouble in this place. Dad hurt his back in a loading accident and could not work for months. Mother was seriously ill, and the new baby, Danford, had a struggle to retain life. Both Dad and Mother feel that it was only through faith and the power of the priesthood that Mother was spared and allowed to remain and raise her family.<br /><br />In the spring of 1917 they bought a right for a homestead and moved to Dubois, Idaho, living there until 1919. That year, because of the drought, water had to be brought on trains to the city of Dubois. This was the only means of a water supply, except for one city well.<br /><br />That fall, having a desire to spend the winter near Dad's parents who were getting old, they moved to Mantua, Utah. The following spring they decided not to return to Idaho to live. Dad and Mother took a trip back and settled their affairs and returned.<br /><br />They moved to Brigham City, Utah, in 1921 and lived in the Second Ward. While living there, their oldest daughter, Irene, died at the age of 18 from Typhoid Fever, which brought much sorrow into their home. They moved from the Second Ward into the Fifth Ward. Here they spent a good deal of time in Genealogical Society. To earn a living my father worked at the sugar factory and also had a small fruit farm. He also did a lot of sheep shearing in the springtime. I remember also that he had quite a lot of chickens. Dad had one pet chicken that used to fly up on his shoulder whenever he came into the coup. Of course, even that chicken finally was put to the chopping block. Once during a very bad windstorm, Dad brought all of his small chicks into the kitchen to keep them warm and safe. It was quite a terrible wind, and I remember being afraid and so stayed up most of the time in the kitchen too. My sister, Ida, was frightened to death when the neighbors' garage just about fell on top of her as she was running home down the alley in back of the house. They lived at this South Main residence for about eight years. Then moved to a yellow cement finished home on First West. A year or two later they moved to a large frame house on West Forrest Street.<br /><br />In 1934, my mother found a two-room house for sale (120 North 1st East) and talked my father into buying it, even though he was reluctant. The first summer they moved into the house the boys had to sleep outside. By fall, Dad, with the help of the boys, had a two-room basement built on the front of the house. Gradually over the years, it was built up and remodeled, two rooms over the basement, the large old kitchen was divided into kitchen, bath, large closet, hallway and the bedroom upstairs was divided into two. Each new thing brought a thrill to the whole family, and, of course, each one pitched in and helped. I didn't do much except to help as much as a young girl could. Dad was always considerate of Mother. He never did a thing without consulting her and built it as near as possible to what she said she wanted. He did a very neat job and was always careful in his work. He would have made a very good carpenter except that heights seemed to bother him and made him dizzy.<br /><br />While working in the Fourth Ward, Dad was kept busy in the High Priest Quorum and was always good to do his teaching. He was always willing when called upon to do anything.<br /><br />Dad had a loving disposition and was always good to his children. I remember at about the time I was 11 or 12 years old, my girl friend would take me to a free show just about every night. (Her father owned the show house.) Dad used to threaten me every time (but with a grin) that he would spank me. One night he did, but not very hard -- just enough to hurt my feelings. Another time, when my brother Dan was in junior high school, he was hit on a boil with a snowball which had a rock in it. It hurt very much and Dad always had to laugh when he remembered Danny coming home and asking him if he'd rock him like he used to do. The children often came to him for comfort. Mother says Dad could cook almost as good as she could. Having such a large family and of course sickness, Dad took over when Mother was unable to.<br /><br />It was said of Dad that he was honest, sincere, clean, and righteous, which was true as I well know. He was a very wonderful man who always lived the gospel and tried to teach it and be an example to his children and all he came in contact with.<br /><br />He suffered a heart attack in 1946 and nearly died, but through the prayers and faith of loved ones and the power of the priesthood he was allowed to live a little while longer. He was very sick, however, and it was quite a job for Mother to care for him. He kept suffering heart attacks. Dad and Mother enjoyed those last years together, and Mother felt she was being prepared to live alone and take care of herself and the business affairs too.<br /><br />He passed away 12 December 1948 while lying on the couch listening to conference. Mother said it was very quick, for which we all are thankful. Many fine tributes were paid him in the funeral services, and he was laid to rest in the Brigham City, Utah Cemetery.<br /><br />This is a description given of my Father by Mother: large blue eyes, brown hair, height 5'8", weight 175 pounds, chest measures 30", health good.<br /><br />Dad had traveled in the states of Utah, Idaho, Montana, Oregon, Washington, Wyoming, Colorado, and California.<br /><b>Written by his daughter, Edna Schow Jones</b> <br /><br /><b>World War I Draft Registration Cards, 1917-1918</b><br />Name: Ira Michael Schow<br />County: Beaverhead<br />State: Montana<br />Birth Date: 22 February 1875<br />Race: White<br />FHL Roll Number: 1684099<br />DraftBoard: 0<br /><b>found on ancestryinstitution.com</b><br /><br /><b>Utah Death Certificates, 1904-1956 for Ira Michael Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: Ira Michael Schow<br /><div>Titles and Terms:<br />Death Date: 12 December 1948<br />Death Place: Brigham City, Box Elder, Utah<br />Birthdate:<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1875<br />Birthplace:<br />Death Age: 73 years 9 months 20 days<br />Gender: Male<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Race or Color: </div><div>Spouse's Name: Elizabeth Bickmore<br />Father's Name: Michael Juel Schow<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Name: Christina Hansen<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Film Number: 2224524<br />Digital GS Number: 4120929<br />Image Number: 516<br />Certificate Number: </div>cause of death: coronary occlusion due to coronary heart disease.<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>United States Census, 1910 for Ira M Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: Ira M Schow<br /><div>Birthplace: Utah<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Self<br />Residence: Weston, Oneida, Idaho<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Race : White<br />Gender: Male<br />Immigration Year:<br />Father's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Mother's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Family Number: 160<br />Page Number: 9</div><br />Household, Gender, Age<br /><div>Ira M Schow, M, 35y<br />Spouse - Elizabeth B Schow, F, 27y<br />Child - Irene Schow, F, 5y<br />Child - Ellen Schow, F, 3y<br />Child - Norma Schow, F, 0y 4m<br />Isaac D. Bickmore, M, 40y</div>Earl Bickmore, M, 12y<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>Utah Marriages, 1887-1966 for Ira M. Schow</b><br /><b></b>Groom's Name: Ira M. Schow<br /><div>Groom's Birth Date: 1875<br />Groom's Birthplace:<br />Groom's Age: 28<br />Bride's Name: Lizzie Bickmore<br />Bride's Birth Date: 1883<br />Bride's Birthplace:<br />Bride's Age: 20<br />Marriage Date: 23 December 1903<br />Marriage Place: Logan, Cache, Utah<br />Groom's Father's Name:<br />Groom's Mother's Name:<br />Bride's Father's Name:<br />Bride's Mother's Name:<br />Groom's Race:<br />Groom's Marital Status:<br />Groom's Previous Wife's Name:<br />Bride's Race:<br />Bride's Marital Status:<br />Bride's Previous Husband's Name:<br />Indexing Project (Batch) Number: M73405-2<br />System Origin: Utah-EASy<br />Source Film Number: 430307<br />Reference Number: 330 </div><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>United States Census, 1930 for Ira M Schow</b><br /><div><b></b>Name: Ira M Schow<br />Event: Census<br />Event Date: 1930<br />Event Place: Brigham, Box Elder, Utah<br />Gender: Male<br />Age: 54<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Race: White<br />Birthplace: Utah<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1876<br />Immigration Year:<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Head<br />Father's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Mother's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Enumeration District Number: 0006<br />Family Number: 332<br />Sheet Number and Letter: 15B<br />Line Number: 72<br />NARA Publication: T626, roll 2414<br />Film Number: 2342148<br />Digital Folder Number: 4547393<br />Image Number: 00203<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />Ira M Schow, M, 54<br />Spouse - Elizabeth Schow, F, 47<br />Child - Ira L Schow, M, 18<br />Child - Reed Schow, M, 15<br />Child - Danford Schow, M, 12<br />Child - Ida Schow, F, 10<br />Child - Beth Schow, F, 8<br />Child - Edna Schow, F, 5</div><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>daughter Irene Schow's Death certificate</b><br /><b>Utah Death Certificates, 1904-1956 for Ira M. Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: <b>Irene Schow</b><br /><b></b>Titles and Terms:<br /><div>Death Date: 16 August 1923<br />Death Place: Brigham, Box Elder, Utah<br />Birthdate: </div>Estimated Birth Year: 1905<br /><div>Birthplace:<br />Death Age: 18 years 9 months 27 days<br />Gender: Female<br />Marital Status: </div>Race or Color:<br /><div>Spouse's Name:<br />Father's Name: Ira M. Schow<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Name: Lizzie Bickman<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Film Number: 2259289<br />Digital GS Number: 4121324<br />Image Number: 1532<br />Certificate Number: 98 </div>cause of death listed as hemorragh from intestines - Typhoid<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPWHnJ6NTh8/T0aVDxQgAHI/AAAAAAAAH2E/jI0M83TtjlM/s1600/ira+michael+schow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="381" lda="true" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uPWHnJ6NTh8/T0aVDxQgAHI/AAAAAAAAH2E/jI0M83TtjlM/s400/ira+michael+schow.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><b>United States Census, 1900 for Ira Schow</b><br /><div><b></b>Name: Ira Schow<br />Titles and Terms:<br />Residence: Paradise, Cache, Utah<br />Birth Date: February 1875<br />Birthplace: Utah<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Brother<br />Spouse: </div>Spouse's Titles and Terms:<br /><div>Spouse's Birthplace:<br />Father:<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Father's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Mother:<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Race or Color (expanded): White<br />Head-of-household Name: James Schow<br />Gender: Male<br />Marital Status: Single<br />Years Married:<br />Estimated Marriage Year:<br />Mother How Many Children:<br />Number Living Children:<br />Immigration Year:<br />Enumeration District: 0072<br />Page: 4<br />Sheet Letter: A<br />Family Number: 68<br />Reference Number: 32<br />Film Number: 1241682<br />Image Number: 00339<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />James Schow, M<br />Eliza J. Schow, F<br />Elvirus Schow, M<br />Homer Schow, M<br />Della Schow, F<br />Ira Schow, M<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b>Memories of X-Mas Written in a Family Letter by Reed Schow</b><br /><b>January 19, 1989</b><br /><br />"Here it is a few days before Xmas and we are still not ready for it.&nbsp; It takes me back to the days when we were kids too.&nbsp; We always had a good Christmas.&nbsp; Not too much in the way of expensive gifts but there was always something for us.&nbsp; <br /><br />I remember one year we could not afford a Xmas tree so mother and Ellen took one corner of the room and draped quilts across the corner of the room and decorated it with the usual paper chains and popcorn strings and with our stockings hung inside.&nbsp; It was different and I thought it was just great to be different from anyone else.&nbsp; It was just as good or better than any old Xmas tree.&nbsp; <br /><br />I remember one year Dad told us kids we could not get up until the fire was started and he called us, or Santa would not bring us anything.&nbsp; Lee woke up in the middle of the night and woke me up and said, "Let's go and see what Santa had brought us."&nbsp; No way was I going out there for Dad had said Santa would not bring us anything.&nbsp; So Lee went on his own.&nbsp; He came back after awhile and I asked him if Santa had been there yet.&nbsp; He said, "Yes."&nbsp; I asked him what he got and he said, "Nothing."&nbsp; He finally said he got some candy and an orange.&nbsp; When Dad called us in the morning Lee didn't get up with the rest of us.&nbsp; We all had nice gifts but there was Lee's stocking with the candy and orange in it but nothing else.&nbsp; He finally came out and emptied his stocking and low and behold there was a nice watch in the bottom of the stocking.&nbsp; From a very unhappy boy to a happy one in just a few minutes."<br /><br /><b>U.S. Directories 1905</b><br />Land Owners of Cache County<br />Ira M Schow, 67 1/2, $260, Paradise<br />Street address: 67 260 Paradise <br /><br /><b>1907</b><br />Land Owners of Cache County<br />Ira M Schow, 68, $255, Paradise<br />Street address: 68 255 Paradise <br /><br /><b>1909 Logan, Utah, City Directory</b><br />Ira M. Schow, farmer, res 279 E 2nd South<br /><b>Found on Ancestry.com</b> <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><b>Funeral Services for Ira Michael Schow</b><br />(February 22, 1875 - December 12, 1948)<br />Bishop George A. Nielson, Officiating<br />Latter-Day Saint Church - Fourth Ward<br />Brigham City, Utah<br />1:00 o'Clock P.M. - December 16, 1948<br /><br />(Bishop George A. Nielson)<br />Brothers and Sisters:<br /><br />We have met today to pay our parting respects to Brother Ira Schow.&nbsp; The services have been arranged and will be carried out according to the wishes of the family.&nbsp; Brother Evan Jones, a son-in-law, offered the family prayer.<br /><br />Fourth Ward Double Trio - "Softly and Tenderly"<br /><br />Robert Stewart - Invocation:<br /><br />Our Father Who Art in Heaven:<br /><br />In the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ, we, a few of Thy children and loved ones of Brother Ira Schow, neighbors and friends, have met here in this Holy House to pay our tributes and respects to the life and memory of Brother Ira Schow.&nbsp; Brother Schow was a very modest, clean, honest, upright man.&nbsp; He has been a credit to his group, the High Priest Quorum, and has been honored and sustained the Holy Priesthood.&nbsp; He has a fine family of boys and girls.&nbsp; They, too, are a credit to any community in which they live.&nbsp; We pray to Thee at this time to bless those who might speak to us, and those who may render a song or whatever might have been assigned to them.&nbsp; Bless them mightily that they might give us the bread of life that when we have left these services that we will be buoyed up and strong and receive renewed determination to go forth and carry on the work yet assigned to us.<br /><br />Sister Schow will need Thy help, too, Father, and we pray Thee to bless her today that she may carry on until her work is finished here upon the earth and she will have the opportunity to come back unto Thy presence and the presence of her loved one.&nbsp; Bless the children that they might constantly remember the good works of their father and mother and that they will try to emulate their examples.<br /><br />Bless us all that we might constantly try to serve Thee and keep Thy commandments.&nbsp; We thank Thee, Father, for the privilege of meeting as a group of people, for all of the many blessings which Thou has given us, and we pray Thee to be with us throughout the services.&nbsp; When the services are over, bless and protect us that nothing of an evil nature might befall us, that we might be able to go to the cemetery and back in safety.&nbsp; We thank Thee Father for the Gospel of Jesus Christ and for all that is for our good, and we do it in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.<br /><br />(Bishop Wilford Freeman)<br /><br />Brothers and Sisters:<br /><br />I feel honored this afternoon in being asked to say a few words at these services.&nbsp; I pray that the prayers of Brother Stewart will be answered in my behalf.<br /><br />Brother Schow has been a member of our ward here in Brigham City for 11 or 12 years, and I became acquainted with him shortly after that.&nbsp; I learned to know him and respect him and learned to love him.&nbsp; He was a man of his word, and what he has done and what will be done by other men like Brother Schow, I think is a mainstay of our church today.&nbsp; He was modest, plain, sincere.&nbsp; He was true through and through.&nbsp; He loved his religion.&nbsp; He loved his religion as we all should.&nbsp; He taught the gospel to his children and showed love and affection and willingness to serve and to sacrifice, and I am sure those are things which are necessary for any good home.<br /><br />About three years ago, Brother Schow was stricken, but he had faith--great faith, and so did Sister Schow, in the power of the priesthood, and I feel that he was given almost a reprieve at that time.&nbsp; King Hezediah prayed to the Lord for an extension of life, and I have been very happy to see Brother Schow given a similar extension, even though he was seriously ill.&nbsp; I was happy that when the end came he did not have to suffer too much.&nbsp; It is a kind way to go.&nbsp; I felt that Brother Schow had followed the advice of the Savior when he said:<br /><br />"Lay not up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in Heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through and steal."<br /><br />Brother Schow has lived a good life.&nbsp; He has a very fine family.&nbsp; I have known all of them, and they are very fine boys and girls--a credit to any community, and I am sure that he and Sister Schow, as they have watched their family raise families of their own, have been pleased.&nbsp; I don't know of anything greater that parents could do in life than to raise a large family and raise them so that they each have a testimony of the gospel.&nbsp; Brother Schow has lived a long life and a good one.&nbsp; He was born in Mantua in 1875.&nbsp; He is 75 years of age now.&nbsp; He has known hard work and his family became good hard workers.&nbsp; He was raised on a farm, and I am told that while his father was on a mission, that Brother Schow ran the family farm and helped support his father on a mission.&nbsp; He then moved to Paradise, and soon after that he was called to the mission field himself.&nbsp; He was originally called to the Samoan Mission, but since there was trouble in those Islands, he was later called to the Northwestern States, and he was one of the first missionaries in that branch.&nbsp; He spent two and one-half years there, and when he came back, he went to his farm and married Elizabeth Bickmore, whom he had met before he was called to the Mission Field.&nbsp; They moved from Paradise to Logan to Idaho, and I was interested to know that wherever he was he has been a worker in the Church--in MIA and in Idaho in the Bishopric.&nbsp; He always attended to his Church duties.<br /><br />About 26 years ago they moved from Idaho to Brigham, and between 11 and 12 years ago to the Fourth Ward, and it was after that that I became acquainted with Brother Schow.&nbsp; I found these people to be fine people.&nbsp; Sister Schow was President of our Relief Society for a number of years.&nbsp; When I think of one of these people, I think of the other, and they were very close to each other, and I am sure the parting at this time is hard, but I am sure Sister Schow would not want Brother Schow to linger and suffer.<br /><br />We think of death very differently than the world.&nbsp; We think of his being alive, not encumbered by this body of clay.&nbsp; He is able to do a lot of things how.&nbsp; I am sure he is busy and that he is happy.&nbsp; In Alma we read that the righteous shall be shielded from sin and sorrow and trouble, so I am sure all is well with Brother Schow.&nbsp; I feel that I can say with Apostle Paul when he said, "He has fought a good fight."<br /><br />I feel that Brother Schow has set a good example not only to his family, but for all the rest of us to follow.&nbsp; I hope that when my time comes that I will be as well prepared to go as Brother Schow is.&nbsp; I feel that he will receive a very hearty welcome and that he will enter into his work and that the Lord will invite him to enter.&nbsp; I pray that this spirit of the Lord will be with Sister Schow and the family that they will see the hand of the Lord at this time.<br /><br />I pray that we will all be willing to spend a little time and a little effort to see if we can lighten the sorrow of Sister Schow.&nbsp; I pray that the spirit of the Lord will be with us and help us to do the things that we must do to be worthy of meeting our Maker so that when our time does come we will be prepared as Brother Schow is.&nbsp; These blessings I pray for in the name of Jesus, Amen.<br /><br />Harold B. Felt, Violin Solo, "Ave Marie" by Bach; accompanied by Evelyn Kay<br /><br />(President Herman Bunderson)<br /><br />As the years go by, I believe all of us modify our definition of the values of life.&nbsp; As I have been sitting here, I have thought of some of the things that are important to me at this age in life, and I am sure they were important also to Brother Schow.&nbsp; I believe the things that I am thinking of have helped him to modify his life.&nbsp; I want to mention some of the things that I thought outstanding in his life.&nbsp; As we are youngsters, I suppose we are more concerned with self than we are with others.&nbsp; As time goes by I think probably our interest shifts from ourselves to&nbsp; others--family, friends.&nbsp; Being helpful is one of the things that Brother Schow was strong in, it seemed to me.&nbsp; It was my privilege to be the High Priest Quorum Leader in this Ward for a few years and to also work in one of the Sunday School classes.&nbsp; As long as Brother Schow's health permitted he was always faithful in his quorum work.&nbsp; He was anxious to serve and to pay his tithing, so long as he was an earner himself.&nbsp; He was always in attendance in quorum meetings and in Sunday School.<br /><br />Another feature that is of worth in life, it seems to me, is the way we live as to how it affects the lives of others.&nbsp; Brother Schow always set a good example--a good example to his children and a good example to the people among whom he worked and to his friends.<br /><br />Being a good neighbor marks a man, and a good neighbor he was.&nbsp; I had always regarded them as natives of Brigham.&nbsp; I do not remember when they came to town, but in reading Brother Schow's history, I found he grew up in Mantua, and since he was frequently in Brigham, I have thought of him as being one of the older residents of the city.&nbsp; For several years--for 12 years--he was one of the neighbors on our street.&nbsp; I think of the older members of the family.&nbsp; We have known at least four of the children who were at home when they came to our neighborhood.&nbsp; They are fine young people.&nbsp; The Schows have been a fine family.&nbsp; I include Sister Schow, as the Bishop said.&nbsp; They have worked together.&nbsp; It has been my privilege to have visited him when he was in the hospital and when he was at home, and I have sometimes visited him when I wasn't called in, and he was uncomplaining.&nbsp; He was a man who had a lot of faith.&nbsp; I didn't know until I visited him that he had been on a mission to the Northwest.&nbsp; I believe that came up out of the fact that we had recently been on a trip to the Northwest, and he remembered the places where we had been.<br /><br />I think the greatest mark which distinguishes a father and mother more than anything else is work and children.&nbsp; When we arrive at the end of years when our family has grown up, our wealth and joy and sense of achievement is determined by our children--by our family.&nbsp; What are they doing?&nbsp; What kind of family did we rear?&nbsp; And Brother and Sister Schow have every opportunity to see that they have succeeded greatly in life's greatest mission--that of rearing a splendid family.<br /><br />During the time that I have visited with Brother Schow, though he was racked with pain, I have never found him complaining.&nbsp; I have thought how this Psalm might have been his philosophy of life:<br /><br />"The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.<br />He maketh me to lie down in green pastures;<br />He leadeth me beside the&nbsp;still waters;<br />He restoreth my soul; He leadeth me in <br />the paths of righteousness for his name's same . . ."<br /><br />And when I went to visit Brother Schow in his affliction, I felt that this particular paragraph fitted his point of view:<br /><br />"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the<br />shadow of death, I will fear no evil; for<br />Thou art with me; They rod and Thy staff comfort me . . ."<br /><br />I have thought since we are approaching Christmas time, that, while it is a disappointment to the family and to his friends for him to be called, yet there is something about it that seems particularly appropriate to me.&nbsp; I was one of the young people who had to go, in those days, a rather long way from&nbsp;home to attend school, and when Christmas time came, I left school to go home with a feeling of joy.&nbsp; Although I hated to leave my friends and the good times at school, yet I was happy to unite with my family and friends at home.&nbsp; As I look back on it now, the reunion with my old friends and my family and home was so pleasant, and I think that is the way with Brother Schow.&nbsp; Leaving at this time of year, how happy will be that reunion in the world where Brother Schow's father and mother wait, and I believe two of his children are.<br /><br />May God bless the memory of Brother Schow, that it may be an inspiration to his sons and daughters, and to his grandchildren, that they may try to emulate&nbsp;his example and do what he would like to have them do.&nbsp; I ask these blessings in the name of Jesus Christ.&nbsp; Amen<br /><br />John and Martin Rasmussen, Vocal Solo, Accompanied by Evelyn Kay, entitled "Prayer Perfect."<br /><br />(President John P. Lillywhite)<br /><br />It is a privilege and an honor to be asked by the family to stand here a few moments this afternoon and to pay a tribute to the life and the good works of this splendid man whose earthly remains lie before us today.<br /><br />I have rejoiced in the splendid tributes by those who have already spoken, and in my experience with him, which has come over a number of years--I am sure that what they have said is true.&nbsp; He was the kind of man that merits just such tributes.<br /><br />It has been my privilege in the years gone by--experience in my earlier years--to come in contact with Brother Schow in various camps where we have worked together.&nbsp; He was an older man than I was at the time and there were rough men in those camps, men who did things that were, I was going to say, sometimes mean and vulgar, both in speech and actions, but as&nbsp;I remember now, my experience in those days and in the presence of this man too, that I can't recall or call to mind one incident where his behavior in speech and in deed ever in the least word has tainted my life.&nbsp; He was exampler.&nbsp; I never saw him in any position or in any attitude or in any condition where he did not act the part of a gentleman.&nbsp; Clean, upright, honest, sincere in the things he did.&nbsp; It was just a few weeks ago, when the weather was a little warmer, that he was taking a walk in front of his house, and I walked with him.&nbsp; In the course of the conversation he said:<br /><br />"Do you remember when we used to work together out in Wyoming, Southern Utah, Northern Utah, Idaho, and Montana?&nbsp; Remember the groups of men we had to work with and the conditions under which we had to work?"<br /><br />"Yes, I remember them very well, but I do not remember of any instance where you were out of order or acted any way unbecoming of you.&nbsp; I appreciate the way you lived and the examples you set your younger brothers."<br /><br />"I appreciate that," he said.&nbsp; "I have appreciated knowing you and being able to call you friend."<br /><br />And if it could be said of every man that there was never an instance when he was out of order, this would be a glorious world.&nbsp; This man has no regrets, and he has lived and worked with many people and I am sure he did work with other people in the same manner.&nbsp; His other brothers who used to be with us in those camps--Elmer, Will, Ephraim--the same kind of men.&nbsp; I have never seen anything in their lives that has been anything but straightforward--nothing that has disappointed me, and I appreciate those men and their families.&nbsp; I appreciate the family of Brother Schow.&nbsp; I have had a number of his children in my classes.&nbsp; We have been neighbors in the last few years.&nbsp; They are fine young men and ladies, lovely, congenial, cooperative, and I think they are trying to do their best.&nbsp; I found over a period of 20 years that they have come under my observation and tuition that they are fine people and it is a pleasure to speak of them and to recall the past years.&nbsp; Sister Schow is a lovely woman.&nbsp; Congenial, fine and willing to do everything that she was asked to do.<br /><br />As these brethren were speaking of the manhood and character of this, our brother, so came to my mind in the experience I have had, this poem:<br /><br />My Creed<br />To live as gently as I can;<br />To be, no matter where, a man;<br />To take what comes of good and ill<br />And cling to faith and honor still;<br />To do my best and let that stand<br />The record of my brain and hand,<br />And still, should failure come to me<br />Still work and hope for victory.<br /><br />To have no secret place wherein<br />I stoop, unseen, to shame or sin;<br />To be the same when I'm alone<br />As when my every deed it known.<br />To live, undaunted, unafraid<br />Of any step that I have made;<br />To be without pretense or sham,<br />Exactly what men think I am.<br /><br />To leave some single mark behind<br />To keep my having lived in mind;<br />If emnity to aught I show<br />To be an honest, generous foe;<br />To play my little part, nor whine<br />That greater honors are not mine.<br />This, I believe, is all I need<br />For my philosophy and creed."<br />--Edgar A. Guest.<br /><br />I believe this fits his life.&nbsp; He was a quiet, unassuming kind of man, agreeable, social, congenial.&nbsp; I pray that his sons, his daughters may strive to emulate his character.&nbsp; Keep themselves clean, upright and in favor with God and fellowman.&nbsp; There is something in this thing called Death which is not death.&nbsp; It is only a passing, leading again to that spirit home from whence we came.&nbsp; To live and learn and progress and go on.&nbsp; There is a period of preparing for the resurrection of the body when the body and the spirit will be united again and stand upon the earth and live and laugh and enjoy and linger with loved ones here in this mortal life.&nbsp; There is no death.&nbsp; There is only death of the body, the decomposition of our earthly tabernacles to return again to Mother Earth, to come forward in the resurrection by the will and power of God, to become not only reunited, but in perfect bodily health.&nbsp; The resurrection is just as certain as Death--more certain than life, for sometimes men will come from the Other World through birth unto this life and scarcely draw an earthly breath when they are stricken down and depart again, and so I say the Resurrection is more certain than life.<br /><br />I thank God for the Gospel and the testimony I have of Christ and of the Prophets who have talked with God face to face and have understood from Him the meaning and purpose and power of life and beyond that the meaning and power of the resurrection and to life everlasting.&nbsp; It is a glorious gospel and Brother Schow believed in these things--I know he did.&nbsp; I have talked with him on many occasions.&nbsp; I have been in his home to officiate with others in administering and he has known that the hour was close for him to go to the other side.&nbsp; But by the prayers and power of the Priesthood, as Brother Freeman indicated to you, his life was extended, that there might be further preparation.&nbsp; These things sometime happen.<br /><br />But he is not in this casket; only his mortal body.&nbsp; He is alive as much as you and I, except that he is now out of his body.&nbsp; Only by death can we go on to perfecting the soul until it is made ready to come into the presence of God and enjoy celestial felicity and those who are worthy of that privilege throughout eternity.<br /><br />Death is certain.&nbsp; It will come to us.&nbsp; There is no way of avoiding it.&nbsp; When it will come we do not know.&nbsp; The philosophy is to be prepared for the time when it comes, that we can go and that it can honestly be said of us, "In his lifetime, he left nothing that has disappointed men and led men into evil paths."&nbsp; I can't think of a higher tribute and in my experience, that is my testimony of this man all that I have seen and know of him.&nbsp; In all our experiences he has maintained that attitude all through the years, and that is a glorious thing.&nbsp; May God bless his memory, sanctify it unto all of his children and his family.&nbsp; May he preserve them in faith and in health until their missions are completed; that his wife might receive the comfort and the strength that comes from Him who gives consolation and comfort.&nbsp; I pray for these blessings and I thank God for my acquaintance with this good man, for the examples he set before me, for the memory I have of him and of his brothers--those that I have worked with.&nbsp; I pray for these blessings in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen<br /><br />(Bishop George A. Nielson)<br /><br />Brothers and Sisters:<br /><br />I first became acquainted with the Schow family through my associations with the children.&nbsp; I remember of&nbsp;the first years Sister Ellen was in my class and she was Student-Body Vice president.&nbsp; The other children I have had in various groups in high school.&nbsp; They are a fine group of young people and they display willingness to serve and do the things that they have been taught.&nbsp; Brother and Sister Schow have served well.&nbsp; I appreciated them a lot in our Ward.&nbsp; Brother Schow was always willing to come out to church when he was able.&nbsp; Sister Schow has been a lot of service in our Ward.&nbsp; Both of them had a deep and real testimony and I am sure that Brother Schow was ready to meet his Redeemer.<br /><br />Just a short time ago, Sister Schow told me she was glad our Father had granted her his companionship for three more years and throughout many conversations, I could not help but notice these fine people were always willing to do the things that the Gospel teaches.<br /><br />Now I ask the blessings of the Lord upon this fine woman, that she may have comfort of her neighbors and members of the Ward, so that they can do all they can to help Sister Schow, because she will be lonely.&nbsp; I pray that we will continue to render services and words of cheer as we have done the past few days.<br /><br />In behalf of the family at this time, I wish to thank all those who have taken part in the services, those who have called at the home and offered their sympathy and in any way helped lighten the burden.&nbsp; The High Priest Quorum have furnished cars and the Relief Society arranged the flowers.<br /><br />Sister Agnes Wood rendered the organ prelude and also the organ postlude.<br /><br />Relief Society Double Trio: "Beyond the Sunset"<br />(Joseph H.&nbsp;Watkins) Closing Prayer<br /><br />Our Father in Heaven:<br /><br />At the close of this phase of these final rites that we are performing for Brother Schow, we feel to express our thanks and the gratitude of our hearts that the thoughts expressed in the music and the singing and in the spoken work and in all that has been said and done upon this occasion.<br /><br />We pray for the Holy Ghost to be with Sister Schow, that it may abide with her and that she will be comforted and that she will know that this is a blessing and that all is well with Brother Schow.&nbsp; Bless the family that they will seek the gift of the Holy Ghost to guide them in their lives and now dismiss us, Our Father, in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.<br /><br />(Richard W. Davis, Dedication)<br /><br />Our Father in Heaven:<br /><br />As relatives and friends of our dear departed Brother Ira Schow we stand before an open grave to dedicate this spot as a final resting place for his mortal remains.&nbsp; We pray Thee Our Father to hallow this spot to protect it from all the elements, that these remains shall rest in peace until the morning of the First Resurrection, at that time when Brother Schow shall again receive unto him Resurrection unto eternal life.<br /><br />We pray Thee Our Father to hallow the memory of Brother Schow, that he may be revered among his children and among his friends and associates.&nbsp; We pray Thee, Our Father that they may find peace in coming to this place.&nbsp; Bless them that they will withstand.<br /><br />Now Father, we dedicate this resting place of a member of the Holy Priesthood in the name of Jesus Christ, Amen.<br /><b>Typed by JoAnn Stagge Miller, from a carbon copy of the funeral proceedings.</b><br /><b></b><br /><h1 class="story-title">IRA MICHAEL SCHOW</h1><br /><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYSB74C7EDC0EB9B73C9DB00FB57BFB139D_idses-prod02.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:31156,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="cksaling@yahoo.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/9792564?returnLabel=Ira%20Michael%20Schow%20(KWCC-MWK)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWCC-MWK%26spouse%3DKWCC-MWL%26section%3Dmemories#" title="charlesclaytonsaling1">charlesclaytonsaling1</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1409602839000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Sep‎ ‎1‎, ‎2014‎ ‎1‎:‎20‎ ‎PM</span></localized-date> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">Mission to Pacific Northwest about 1901 - 1903. YMMIA President, Paradise, Utah, USA. Bishop's counselor, Weston, Idaho, USA. Ran farm during father's mission.<br /><br /><div class="detail-header"><h1>Ira M Schow</h1><br /><br /><br /><section class="share"> <ul class="share__list"><ul><ul><li class="share__fb"><span class="lumen-icon"> </span>Gender Male</li></ul></ul></ul></section><br /></div><div class="content-layout"><div class="content-layout__sidebar"><div class="content-layout__sidebar__box"><ul class="sidebar-items"><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title" style="margin-left: 40px;">Birth date, place 22 February 1875, Mantua, Box Elder, Utah </div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Baptism date</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">22 February 1883</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Baptism by</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Elder Peter Jensen</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Father's name</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Michael Schow</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Mother's name</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Christina Hansen</div></li></ul></div></div><div class="content-layout__primary"><div class="person__mission"><h3 class="person__mission__name"> Northwestern States </h3><span class="person__mission__locations"></span> <br /><ul class="person__mission__overview"><li>August 1901–Unknown </li><li>Age Called: 26</li><li>Northwestern States</li></ul><ul class="person__mission__data"><li><b>Set Apart:</b> 20 August 1901</li><li><b>Priesthood office:</b> Seventy</li><li><b>Priesthood:</b> Seventy</li><li><b>Called From:</b> Paradise, Cache, Utah, United States</li><li><b>Set apart by:</b> Rudger Clawson</li></ul></div></div></div>&nbsp;<b>Found on history.lds.org/missionary</b><br /><br /><b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Mission to Pacific Northwest about 1901 - 1903. YMMIA President, Paradise, Utah, USA. Bishop's counselor, Weston, Idaho, USA. Ran farm during father's mission.</span></span></b><br /><b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">&nbsp;</span></span></b><b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">BRIEF OF THE LIFE OF </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$21" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">DANFORD</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$29" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">SCHOW</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4"> </span></span></span></span></b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4">I was born November 11, 1916 at Rexburg, Idaho, sixth of a family of ten. Father: Ira Michael </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$133" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6">. Mother: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore. Both good LDS. I moved to Mantua, Utah with my parents when I was about two. I saw my first airplane and rode in first car then. Our family moved to Brigham City, Utah when I was about four. The Great Depression hit in 1929 and our family was very poor with little work for Dad who sheared sheep and worked in a local sugar factory when he could. The children all worked in summer picking fruit or other farm jobs. We all attended school in winter and worked during summe<span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6">I can’t say enough good or express my love for my own mother and father who raised ten children during the Depression under very poor opportunities or government help. They were both very good LDS members and above all kind, loving parents. <b>Written by Danford Schow - found on FamilySearch.org.</b>&nbsp;</span></span>&nbsp;</span></span></span></span><b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">&nbsp;</span></span> </b></div></div></div></div></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-71527180969647960182012-08-13T12:17:00.000-07:002016-05-20T11:27:04.416-07:00MARY ELIZABETH BICKMORE (SCHOW) 1883-1973<b></b><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkww_HxWw6Q/Vu2Le5q-N6I/AAAAAAAAKwY/EygK4ubL3sUmTS7K99Jk7CFZJ0CVcGyAg/s1600/JoAnn_00071A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hkww_HxWw6Q/Vu2Le5q-N6I/AAAAAAAAKwY/EygK4ubL3sUmTS7K99Jk7CFZJ0CVcGyAg/s400/JoAnn_00071A.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkrHgORw_kM/Vu2Le7AVIOI/AAAAAAAAKwc/UVeK2P2BxO86sr-YR29P6o-DXbDKaTWZg/s1600/JoAnn_00072A.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xkrHgORw_kM/Vu2Le7AVIOI/AAAAAAAAKwc/UVeK2P2BxO86sr-YR29P6o-DXbDKaTWZg/s400/JoAnn_00072A.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Four Generations</div><div style="text-align: center;">Beth Schow (Stagge), Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow),&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">JoAnn Stagge (Miller), Laura Ann Miller</div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn335Sy96z8/TnvWuNrHpEI/AAAAAAAAFzs/E4toi_qjkcs/s1600/14169064_128331492901%255B1%255D.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655349846526633026" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn335Sy96z8/TnvWuNrHpEI/AAAAAAAAFzs/E4toi_qjkcs/s400/14169064_128331492901%255B1%255D.jpg" style="display: block; height: 205px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a></div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxuskH3lOcg/TnvWqZr718I/AAAAAAAAFzk/AOVc3W1MP_A/s1600/CEM47293805_127691922944%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655349781031802818" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxuskH3lOcg/TnvWqZr718I/AAAAAAAAFzk/AOVc3W1MP_A/s400/CEM47293805_127691922944%255B1%255D.jpg" style="display: block; height: 222px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div>Birth: March 20, 1883<br />Death: December 18, 1973<br />Burial: Brigham City Cemetery, Brigham City, Box Elder County, Utah, USA<br />Find A Grave Memorial# 14169064</div><b>found on findagrave.com</b><br /><div><br /><b>Biography of Mary Elizabeth Bickmore Schow</b><br /><div>Mary Elizabeth Bickmore was born 20 March 1883 in Paradise, Cache County, Utah. She was the seventh child of a family of eight. Her father, Isaac Danford Bickmore, was born in Brown County, Illinois, on 24 September 1838. In 1864, he enlisted in the Union Army as a California Volunteer of the cavalry and was given the rank of sergeant. At the close of the war after serving for eighteen months he was given an honorable discharge. A few months later he left California for Wellsville, Utah, where his mother resided. There he met Ellen Oldham who was destined to become his wife. After an acquaintance of nearly a year, they were married New Year's Eve of 1866. In 1882, they purchased a farm adjoining the township of Paradise.<br /><br />It was in this home that Mary Elizabeth, who was named after her father's two sisters, was reared. At this place, Lizzie, as she was called, grew and thrived with the sunshine, the smell of the new-mown hay, and all the rest that makes for a happy farm life. At the age of seven, she was sent to school. Lizzie, along with her brothers and sisters, had to walk about a mile to get to school. Sometimes she would ride a horse behind her brother Newman.<br /><br />The schoolhouse was very comfortable, being made of logs with a huge stove in the center of the room. It was here that Lizzie excelled in spelling. There were two others (Jacob Abbott and Ellen Tams) that she feared. She became one of the teacher's "pets."<br /><br />At one time the teacher said, "There must be no more dolls brought to school." Lizzie had smuggled her old rag doll into school, and forgetting for the moment to hide it, left it lying on her desk. Lizzie's heart skipped a beat when the teacher came along quietly, picked up the doll, and with his pencil made eyes, nose and mouth where the doll's face was supposed to be, then quietly laid it down and went back to his desk. Her heart beat on again when she knew she would not be reprimanded.<br /><br />At the end of the term, she won a prize for being an outstanding student. The prize was a notebook and two lead pencils. This was indeed a prize in those days. It was the only notebook in school. Slates were used exclusively.<br /><br />Robert Pierce was her first schoolteacher. He not only had scholastic training but was trained in music as well. The violin was his favorite instrument. He was the "music of Paradise."<br /><br />At the age of eight she was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.<br /><br />She spent a very happy girlhood on the farm where she was reared since six months of age. Her chums were the girls of the Orgall, Welch, and Peterson families who were neighbors. Her father owned a large family orchard, containing one tree that had small but very delicious apples. One day she and her chum, Katie Peterson, bet one another that they could eat the most apples. Katie won. She ate twenty-two. That night Katie was very sick, but my mother would not sympathize with her. She told her she hoped Katie had learned her lesson. It was a long time before Katie enjoyed another "golden sweet apple" again!<br /><br />Lizzie had a talent for dramatics and as a young woman took part in numerous plays and gave many readings. She had the leading role in "The Lady of Lions," "The White Lie," and others.<br /><br />On December 23, 1903, she married Ira Michael Schow in the Logan Temple. To this union, ten children were born. The first four years of her married life was spent at Paradise, Utah. While there, they were blessed with two lovely daughters, Irene and Ellen. They lived in town but owned a farm on the outskirts of town. Thinking they could better their financial condition, they sold their farm, placed the money in a bank until a good opportunity presented itself to buy another farm, and moved to Logan, Utah. There a third daughter, Norma, was born. Norma was a tiny sweet girl who was always small for her age. After living in Logan for two years, Ira rented the McCulleck Ranch at Cedarville, Idaho, where they lived for one full year. He then invested his money in a farm and home at Weston, Idaho. there they spent some of the most pleasant years of their life, participating in social and religious activities. Ira was called as second assistant superintendent in the Sunday School, then later was a member (second counselor) of the Bishopric. Elizabeth, as she was later called, was active in the Relief Society. While at Weston, two sons were born, Ira Lee and Juel Reed.<br /><br />Elizabeth was a good seamstress and made the children's clothing. At one time she told of buying the little girls some red shoes that buttoned up the side, of which they were very proud.<br /><br />In 1916 they chartered a railroad car on the O.S.L. Railroad, loaded it with their household furniture and belongings, machinery and livestock, and moved to Rexburg, Idaho, where they leased land from the state. In that same year a son was born. A short time after he was born, a letter came from Elizabeth's father asking that the boy be named after him, Danford. Enclosed in the letter was a ten-dollar check to start his bank account, so the baby was named Danford, but generally called Dan or Danny. The two-dollar check was never put into an account for Danny since the family needed the money. At that time Mary Elizabeth was very ill, Dad had hurt his back in a loading accident, and Danny was having a struggle to retain the life that had been given him. Danny's inheritance became a family joke.<br /><br />At the time of Danford's birth, Elizabeth recovered well until ten days after when she became very ill. She got pleurisy, which later turned to pneumonia. She was getting over that when her body started to swell and her tissues to fill with water. She had some sort of poisoning of the bowels. She was ill for months and not much hope was ever given by the doctor that she would recover. Both she and Ira felt that it was through the power of the Lord that she was saved. Almost every day she was administered to by two Latter-day Saint missionaries. One was a very prominent businessman in Rexburg who was lame having been born with a clubfoot. The other totally blind, having been struck by lightening a few months after returning from an LDS mission. Both were good Latter-day Saints and not lacking in faith. Elizabeth recovered and the doctor told her she was lucky to be above the ground.<br /><br />At the same time that Elizabeth was sick, the baby Dan also became ill. Aunt Martha Thomas came from Logan to care for him. She often made the remark that "Dan is my boy," because she felt that it was through her loving and tender care and attention that she felt that he was saved. Although Elizabeth and Ira had the services of a doctor, nurse and a girl to do the work, nevertheless Dan needed the special attention that Aunt Martha gave him. Elizabeth, on the doctor's orders, was not supposed to nurse him, but Aunt Martha every once in awhile would put him on breast milk and kept the milk supply stimulated. He fed mostly on rice water. He was very skinny and everyone said he looked like all eyes and ears. Later, Elizabeth was able to nurse him and by six months he was well and a normal size.<br /><br />In the spring of 1917 Elizabeth and Ira bought a right for a homestead and moved to Dubois, Idaho, living there until 1919. That year, because of a drought, water had to be brought to the city of Dubois by trains. This was the only means of a water supply except for one city well. Water sold for one cent a gallon. It was a little cheaper when brought by the tank. From the homestead they moved into the city of Dubois, where daughter Ida was born.<br /><br />That fall, having a desire to spend the winter near Ira's parents who were getting old, they moved to Mantua, Utah. The following Spring, they decided not to return to Idaho to live. Elizabeth and Ira took a trip back to Dubois, settled their affairs there and returned to Mantua.<br /><br />They moved to Brigham in 1921 and lived in the Second Ward. Here another daughter was born. Dad insisted that she be named after her mother, but mother didn't like Elizabeth for a name, compromised by calling her baby Beth. All of Elizabeth's friends called her "Lizzie" which she liked as a girl, but in later life, she wished she had let them call her Elizabeth.<br /><br />It was in Brigham that great sorrow came into their lives. Their oldest daughter, Irene, was stricken with typhoid fever and on 16 August 1923 she passed on, but the memory of her sweet and lovable disposition lived on in the hearts of her parents and brothers and sisters.<br /><br />The family moved from Second Ward into the Fifth Ward. They lived on Seventh South and Main Street. At this place, Edna was born 5 June 1925 and Myron, a son, was born 3 January 1929. Hie lived only four months, again bringing sorrow to the home at his death. he died 4 May 1929 of pneumonia.<br /><br />While in the Fifth Ward, Elizabeth and Ira spent a good deal of time in genealogy work, working in the Genealogical Society of the Fifth Ward.<br /><br />In 1925 Elizabeth was voted a member of the Oak Camp of the Daughters of Utah Pioneers. In 1926, she was elected Vice-Captain. This office was held until April 1927 when she was elected captain, with Flora Hatch and Francis Stander as vice-captains. Elizabeth resigned on 25 October 1929 because of an expected visit from the stork. In 1934 she was elected to the office of 1st Vice-Captain of the County Company. This office she held for four years (two terms). This organization did a great service to the county by completing a book on the history of Box Elder County. The work of gathering material for the book had been going on for years and there were enough materials for several volumes. The organization to which mother belonged condensed and organized the material and published the book, "The History of Box Elder County." It was a very nice, leather-bound book, printed on nice paper and illustrated. The original manuscript was given to the Relic Hall in the Brigham City Courthouse and is being preserved there. In order to obtain money for the publication of the book, they had a hamburger concession each Peach Day Celebration. Elizabeth spent most of her time at this booth. They had the best hamburgers of any of the concessions.<br /><br />The family lived at the South Main residence for about eight years then moved to a yellow cement finished home across from the ice plant on First West. A year later they moved to a large frame house on West Forrest Street.<br /><br />In 1933, my mother found a two-room house for sale, and talked my father into buying it, even though he was reluctant. She was very anxious to have her own home. The first summer they moved in, the boys had to sleep outside. By fall, Dad, with the help of the boys, had a two-room basement built on the front of the house, and the boys were able to sleep there. The rest of the house over the years was gradually built up and remodeled -- two rooms over the basement, the old large kitchen was divided into a kitchen, bath, large closet, hallway, and the bedroom upstairs was divided into two bedrooms. Each new thing that was added or built brought a thrill to the whole family and of course the family did all it could to help. Dan helped by buying bathroom fixtures, Reed did most of the cement work in the basement, Ida had the electric wiring done in the living room and dining room, Lee put in some shrubs, fixed the front walk, and paid the last $200 mortgage. Ellen did a great deal by helping them make payments when the going got tough, and she was also good to the younger children by giving them nice gifts at Christmas time. I didn't do much except help Dad when I could. I remember helping him haul out the old adobe when he tore down the chimney to put up a new one. It was very dirty, dusty work.<br /><br />At the time while Mother was working in the Primary, the organization was reorganized and mother as secretary was released. She felt quite badly about it but kept it to herself. They had taken all the old minutes which were written in notebooks and copied them all into ledgers which entailed a lot of work, but she had enjoyed the work, and felt that they had accomplished a lot of good. The Bishop, who was also an uncle, said, "Don't feel bad, Lizzie, someday you'll be Relief Society President." That was fulfilled while living in the Fourth Ward.<br /><br />In the fall of 1934 she became a Relief Society class leader. She held this office until 15 August 1937 when she was called to be president of the Relief Society. While acting as president, she and her two counselors visited every home in the ward personally. She was always kind, gentle, and sympathetic with those who came to her for help.<br /><br />After serving as president of the Relief Society, mother in 1940 managed the new welfare organization in Brigham. In 1943 she resigned and worked in one of the kitchens at Bushnell General Hospital, which was an army hospital built during World War II. She quit at Bushnell in 1946 when my father had a heart attack and had to be taken care of.<br /><br />Mother's life has always been one of loving service to her family and to the public. Besides taking care of her own family, mother also helped raise two of her brother Danford's children, Ivy and John Bickmore. Her family loves and admires her for the sacrifices she has made for them -- the children's needs always came first. She always made a house a home and the spirit of love was every there. Mother and Dad always set a good example for their children, and we saw through them how beautiful a marriage could be. It is wonderful to think that their marriage will exist through Eternity.<br /><b>Written by Edna Schow Jones with the help of Mother.</b> </div><br /><br /><div>Mrs. Alice Merrell was hostess to the Oak Camp of Daughters of the Pioneers when they met at her home at 3 o'clock Thursday afternoon. Following the preliminary session the members adjourned to the cemetery where a large number of Pioneer graves were decorated with flowers. Following the exercises at the cemetery the party reassembled at the home of Annie Valentine, where refreshments were served to fifteen members and one pioneer by Mrs. Eliza Stokes,<b> Mrs. Elizabeth Schow</b>, and Mrs. Rosetta Hansen.</div><b>The Ogden Standard-Examiner, July 7, 1929</b><br /><br /><b>Box Elder Society</b><br />BRIGHAM CITY, May 2 - Members of the Oak camp of the Daughters of Utah Pioneers met at the home of Mrs. Mary I. Rich on Wednesday evening. The meeting was opened with the usual preliminary, with Mrs. Francis Stander, captain of the company in charge.<br /><br />The program included musical selections by Homer Rich and Joel Greenhalgh; the lesson of the "Mormon Battalion Trail" by Crystal Woodland; sketch of the lives of James Hansen by his granddaughter, Callie Larsen; suggestions of sketches of the lives of pioneers by Mrs. Rena B. Hopkins and Mrs. Rose Young of the County company.<br /><br />Following the program the bi-annual election of officers resulted as follows: ...<b>Elizabeth Schow</b>, second lieutenant....<br /><b>The Ogden Standard-Examiner, May 3, 1931, page 4-C</b><br /><br />Mary Schow<br /><div>BRIGHAM CITY — Mary Elizabeth Schow, 90, died December 18 in a Brigham City nursing home of natural causes.</div><br /><div>Born March 20, 1883, Paradise, Cache County, to Isaac Danford and Ellen Oldham Bickmore. Married to Ira Michael Schow, December 23, 1903, Logan LDS Temple. He died December 12, 1948. Former president Fourth Ward Relief Society; active in DUP; member of Brigham City Fourth Ward.</div><br /><div>Survivors: sons, daughters: Ira Lee; J. Reed, both Walnut Creek, California; Dan, Cupertino, California; Mrs. Ellen Calchera; Mrs. Ida Blower, both Brigham City; Mrs. Norma Hunt, Pleasanton, California; Mrs. Beth Stagge, Ogden; Mrs. Edna Jones, Magna; 26 grandchildren; 33 great-grandchildren.</div><br /><div>Funeral Friday, 1 p.m., Brigham City Fourth LDS Ward chapel. Friends call at Blaine Olsen Funeral Chapel, 2nd North and Main, Thursday 7-9 p.m. and Friday one hour before services. Burial Brigham City Cemetery.</div><b>The Salt Lake City Tribune, December 20, 1973</b><br /><br /><div><b></b><br /></div><b>Obituary</b><br /><br /><div>Mary E. Schow</div><br /><div>BRIGHAM CITY — Mrs. Mary Elizabeth Schow, 90, of 120 North 1st East, died Tuesday in a Brigham City nursing home of causes incident to age. Mrs. Schow was born May 20, 1883, in Paradise, Utah, a daughter of Isaac Danford and Ellen Oldham Bickmore. She was married to Ira Michael Schow on December 23, 1903, in the Logan LDS Temple. He died December 12, 1948. She had been active in the LDS Church and was former president of the 4th Ward Relief Society and a Primary teacher. She was a member of Daughters of Utah Pioneers.</div><br /><div></div>Surviving are three sons and five daughters, Ira Lee Schow, J. Reed Schow, both of Walnut Creek, Calififornia; Dan Schow, Cupertino, Calififornia; Mrs. Ellen Calchera, Mrs. Ida Blower, both of Brigham City; Mrs. Norma Hunt, Pleasanton, California.; Mrs. Beth Stagge, Ogden; Mrs. Edna Jones, Magna; 26 grandchildren; 33 great-grandchildren.<br /><br /><div>Funeral services will be held Friday at 1 p.m. in the Brigham City 4th Ward Chapel. Friends may call at the Elaine Olsen Funeral Chapel, 2nd North and Main, Thursday from 7 to 9 p.m. and Friday one hour prior to services.</div><b>Ogden Standard-Examiner, December 19, 1973</b><br /><br /><b>&nbsp;</b><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Grandma Schow was pretty quiet. I always knew she had a strong testimony of the Savior and she had lived a very good life of service to the Lord and to others. <b>Found on FamilySearch.org</b></span></span></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-41189212540281313842012-08-12T15:15:00.000-07:002016-05-17T16:55:08.975-07:00MICHAEL JUEL SCHOW 1845-1925<b></b><b></b>[<b>Ancestral Link</b>: Ira Michael Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow.]<br /><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="9322447" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/9322447?returnLabel=Michael%20Juel%20Schow%20(K2HD-Z42)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DK2HD-Z42%26spouse%3DKWNF-ZSG%26parents%3DKWJZ-1P6_KWJX-64G%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-48496-277-43/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-48496-277-43/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 200px; width: 180px;" /></a><br /><br /><img alt="" class="unscreened" id="photo" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-301-44332-375-79/dist.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic&amp;angle=0" style="display: block; height: auto; width: auto;" /><br /><b></b><br /><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="9306637" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/9306637?returnLabel=Michael%20Juel%20Schow%20(K2HD-Z42)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DK2HD-Z42%26spouse%3DKWNF-ZSG%26parents%3DKWJZ-1P6_KWJX-64G%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-300-48476-296-21/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-300-48476-296-21/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 159px; width: 180px;" /></a><br />Michael Juel Schow holding twins Sterling and Stanley Schow<br /><br /><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="9718038" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/9718038?returnLabel=Michael%20Juel%20Schow%20(K2HD-Z42)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DK2HD-Z42%26spouse%3DKWNF-ZSG%26parents%3DKWJZ-1P6_KWJX-64G%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-999-48878-878-24/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-999-48878-878-24/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 112px; width: 180px;" /></a><br />Michael Juel Schow and Christina Hansen<br /><br /><b>Bishop M. J. Schow LAID AT FINAL REST</b><br /><b>May 12, 1925, Mantua, Utah</b><br />Funeral services for Michael J. Schow, former bishop of Mantua, who died last Wednesday were held at the Mantua ward chapel Sunday afternoon at 3 o'clock, under the direction of Bishop Conrad Jeppson. The spacious meeting house was filled to capacity, and there was a wealth of floral tributes. The services opened by the choir singing, "How Firm a Foundation." Prayer was offered by Patriarch E. P. Cordon of Willard, after which the choir sang "Sweet Hour of Prayer." The speakers were C. M. Jensen, A. E. Jensen, Nels Madsen, Hyrum Hansen, Patriarch Denmark Jensen, P. O. Hansen, Patriarch E. P. Cordon, Patriarch Brigham Wright, Pres Wm. C. Horsley and Bishop Conrad Jeppson. The special musical program included the solos, "Leave It With Him," and "I Know That My Redeemer Lives," by Ed Lee. After the closing song by the choir, "Shall We Meet Beyond the River," benediction was pronounced by Alma Jensen. Interment was in the Brigham Cemetery, P. O. Hansen dedicating the grave.<br /><b>found on ancestry.com</b><br /><br /><b>Michael Jewel Schow life<br />Latter-day Saint Biographical Encyclopedia<br />Volume 4</b><br />Stake and Ward Officers<br />Box Elder Stake<br />Sederholm, John Carlos<br /><br />Schow, Michael Juul, Bishop of the Mantua Ward, Box Elder Stake, Utah, from 1899 to 1908, was born September 12, 1845, in Aalborg, Denmark, the son of Niels Christian Schow and Marie From. He was baptized September 16, 1854, in Aalborg, emigrated to Utah in 1854, and located later in Brigham City. He filled a mission to Scandinavia in 1894-1896, was ordained a High Priest February 14, 1897, by Rudger Clawson, and ordained a Bishop November 20, 1899, by Anthon H. Lund, and died May 7, 1925.<br /><b>found on ancestry.com</b><br /><br /><b>From Biography of Ira Michael Schow</b><br /><b></b><br />Ira Michael Schow's father, Michael Juel Schow "was born 12 September 1845 at Aalborg, Denmark. He came across the plains to Utah with a handcart company at the age of eight, he grew up in Box Elder County and was with the first company of saints to settle in Mantua, Utah. He was Bishop there for many, many years and lived a worthwhile and serviceable life."<br /><br />"When he (Ira Michael Schow) was yet a boy his father was called on a mission. Dad took over the family farm and helped support his father while in the mission field."<br /><b>Written by Edna Schow Jones</b><br /><br /><b>Utah Death Certificates, 1904-1956 for Michael Joal Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: Michael Joal Schow<br />Titles and Terms:<br />Death Date: 06 May 1925<br />Death Place: Mantua Precinct, Box Elder, Utah<br />Birthdate:<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1846<br />Birthplace:<br />Death Age: 79 years 7 months 20 days<br />Gender: Male<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Race or Color:<br />Spouse's Name: Christena Hansen<br />Father's Name: Nels Christian Schow<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Name: Marie From<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Film Number: 2259475<br />Digital GS Number: 4121333<br />Image Number: 934<br />Certificate Number: 44<br />cause of death: valvular disease of heart, aortic insufficiency, mitral insufficiency.<br />Occupation: farmer, retired.<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b></b><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0uljOxZY3o/T0aXApHE4xI/AAAAAAAAH2M/tuu_i5gj3p4/s1600/michael+juel+schow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" lda="true" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L0uljOxZY3o/T0aXApHE4xI/AAAAAAAAH2M/tuu_i5gj3p4/s320/michael+juel+schow.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b>United States Census, 1880 for Michael Schow</b><br /><b></b>Name: Michael Schow<br />Residence: Willard, Box Elder, Utah<br />Birthdate: 1845<br />Birthplace: Denmark<br />Relationship to Head: Self<br />Spouse's Name: Christina Schow<br />Spouse's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Father's Name:<br />Father's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Mother's Name:<br />Mother's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Race or Color (Expanded): White<br />Ethnicity (Standardized): American<br />Gender: Male<br />Martial Status: Married<br />Age (Expanded): 35 years<br />Occupation: Farmer<br />NARA Film Number: T9-1335<br />Page: 78<br />Page Character: A<br />Entry Number: 268<br />Film number: 1255335<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />Michael Schow, M, 35<br />Spouse - Christina Schow, F, 36<br />Child - Mary Ann Schow, F, 11<br />Child - James T Schow, M, 9<br />Child - Sucy L Schow, F, 7<br />Child - Michael P Schow, M, 5<br />Child - Armena Schow, F, 3<br />Child - Niels Wm Schow, M, 1<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><b></b><br /><b>United States Census, 1900 for Michael Schow</b>Name: Michael Schow<br />Titles and Terms:<br />Residence: Mantua, Calls Fort, Lakeside, Honeyville Precincts, Box Elder, Utah<br />Birth Date: September 1845<br />Birthplace: Denmark<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Self<br />Spouse: Christine Schow<br />Spouse's Titles and Terms:<br />Spouse's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Father:<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Father's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Mother:<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Birthplace: Denmark<br />Race or Color (expanded): White<br />Head-of-household Name: Michael Schow<br />Gender: Male<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Years Married: 32<br />Estimated Marriage Year: 1868<br />Mother How Many Children: 9<br />Number Living Children: 8<br />Immigration Year: 1859 for Michael; 1862 for Christine<br />Enumeration District: 0204<br />Page: 7<br />Sheet Letter: A<br />Family Number: 109<br />Reference Number: 47<br />Film Number: 1241682<br />Image Number: 00192<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />Michael Schow, M, 54<br />Spouse - Christine Schow, F, 46<br />Child - Anne Schow, F, 22<br />Child - William C. Schow, M, 20<br />Child - Ephraim S Schow, M, 19<br />Child - Elmer C. Schow, M, 16<br />all can read, write and speak English<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><b></b><br /><b>Items of Interest About the Michael Juel Schow Family</b> <br /><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:31156,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="cksaling@yahoo.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/9791701?returnLabel=Michael%20Juel%20Schow%20(K2HD-Z42)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DK2HD-Z42%26spouse%3DKWNF-ZSG%26parents%3DKWJZ-1P6_KWJX-64G%26section%3Dmemories#" title="charlesclaytonsaling1">charlesclaytonsaling1</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1409600840000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Sep‎ ‎1‎, ‎2014‎ ‎12‎:‎47‎ ‎PM</span></localized-date>&nbsp; </div><div class="story-body">MICHAEL JUEL SCHOW: At age 8, accompanied parents from Denmark to Utah, 1854. Learned English while working for a British convert, Carlos Loveland, living North of Brigham City. During the 1860s transported converts to Utah from Omaha. Certificate of U.S. Citizenship, 19 July 1871. Mission to Scandinavia, 12 Oct 1894 - 1 Sep 1896. Bishop's Second Counselor, Mantua Ward, 1898 First Counselor, 1899 Bishop Mantua Ward 1899 - 6 Dec 1908. As Bishop, personally taught after school religion class. In charge of Mantua sale of War Bonds, World War I. Died of coronary occlusion.</div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b></div><div class="story-body"></div><div class="story-body">MICHAEL JUEL SCHOW, Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel 1854 </div><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:31156,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="cksaling@yahoo.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/9811163?returnLabel=Michael%20Juel%20Schow%20(K2HD-Z42)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DK2HD-Z42%26spouse%3DKWNF-ZSG%26parents%3DKWJZ-1P6_KWJX-64G%26section%3Dmemories#" title="charlesclaytonsaling1">charlesclaytonsaling1</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1409668508000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Sep‎ ‎2‎, ‎2014‎ ‎7‎:‎35‎ ‎AM</span></localized-date> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">Birth Date: 16 Sep 1845 Death Date: 6 May 1925 Age: 8 when he crossed the plains Company: Hans Peter Olsen Company (1854) Pioneer Information: Known as <br /><div data-reactid=".0.1.1.0" style="border-right-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-right-style: solid; border-right-width: 2px; box-sizing: border-box; display: flex; min-height: 0px; overflow: auto;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1">, </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$7" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Michael</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.3"> Juul, Bishop of the Mantua Ward, Box Elder Stake, Utah, from 1899 to 1908, was born Sept. 12, 1845, in Aalborg, Denmark, the son of Niels Christian </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$163" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.5"> and Marie From. He was baptized Sept. 16, 1854, in Aalborg, emigrated to Utah in 1854, and located later in Brigham City. He filled a mission to Scandinavia in 1894-1896, was ordained a High Priest Feb. 14, 1897, by Rudger Clawson, and ordained a Bishop Nov. 20, 1899, by Anthon H. Lund, and died May 7, 1925.</span></span></div>Mikkel Juel Schon on ship's roster Sources: "Former Mantua Bishop To Be Buried Sunday," Deseret News,I 8 May 1925, 10. </div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b><br /><br /><b>&nbsp;<span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Letter to Michael Juel Schow from his father Niels Christian Schow</span></span></b><br /><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Panguitch, August the 4th, 1873 Dear Son and Daughter, I take the opportunity to write a few words to you and let you know that we are all well and feel fine and wish to hear from the same from you. We have waited for a long time to hear from you, as you have not written us since you left us, but as yet it has been in vain, so I thought I would write a few words to you. We were almost ready to go to Salt Lake with Andrue and Stine to be baptized for our dead ones in June and then visit you, but then Stine got sick and we had to put off the trip for this time, as we could not do anything without Andrue and Stine, and I don't know if we can go up there this fall, as I am thinking of letting my mules go with the thresher, and by the time they will finish there, I think it will be too late in the year, although it is very much on our minds to get this work done for our dead ones, but we must wait till the time comes. We are beginning to grow old and our health is not so good, but we have the necessities and are alright. We have got a little son since you were here and he is well and growing fine. Your mother and I long very much to see you and our friends up there, although we do have all our children here and that is a great joy to us and a great comfort for us, but we do miss you being here too, but I suppose we can expect our joy to be completed by seeing all our children gathered here. The crop stands pretty good although it has been a very dry summer this year. Today we have had the best rain we have had this summer and I think that if we can only be without frost we will raise double what we raised last year. I should tell you hello from all your brothers. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1693" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2"> is building a frame house like the one in Panaca. He is building it on his land and expects to move in last part of this week. His land is fenced with lumber and so is Andrue's. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1881" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4"> has also built a barn there. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1920" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6">'s and Andrue's fields are fenced separately and they both live there so it is a pretty little place. Jens has dug a well 28 feet deep and they have fine water close to the house. Andrue is digging a well but has to go deeper. He is 34 feet down now, but I think he will have to go deeper as he lives much higher. Jens desires -- if it is possible for him -- to go to Bear Lake this fall with the family to visit, but he has a lot to do here before he can go. I should tell you hello from Stine. She has been very sickly this summer but is better now, all her children are well. By the way, we are all well and feeling fine. Christine Marie, </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2574" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.8">'s wife, had a baby girl the 9th of June, your mother's birthday, and she has been named after my mother. Her name is Anne. I should tell you hello from Josef Emile. He was just here now and he said that he was going up to City this fall and if he could get hold of you he would give you a real good pounding for you have forgotten to write to him as you promised him. We wish now that you would write to us and not completely forget us. If we cannot have the opportunity to see you then, let us now and then hear from you. Give our regards to Rasmus Nielsen and family and all good friends and especially do we send you, your wife, and your little children our love. From your mother and Anne and me, your father. //signed// </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3312" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Niels</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3318" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.c"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3328" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.e"> Give our regards to Soren Hansen and wife P. Jensen and wife, P. Chr. Jensen and wife, and August Nichold and Rasmine and all good friends. I wish August would write to us and let us know how everything is in the family. <b>Found on FamilySearch.org</b></span></span><br /><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.e"><b>&nbsp;</b></span></span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Panguitch, January the 12th, 1874 Dear son and daughter, As it is a long time ago we heard from you and maybe you think we have forgotten you, I will write you a few lines and let you know how we are here. We are all in good health, although your mother is somewhat weak, but she is up and around, so we are alright and we have the necessities and live united. Our desire and longing is to come up to Salt Lake to get our work done for our dead ones, but it is a long way and hindrance always comes in the way for us, but I do hope it may happen this year. I have got one of Hoves sewing machines for 85 dollars, and I have had so much to do tailoring, much more than I could do and that is the reason I have not written before. Andrue and </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$745" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2"> have been busy with their thresher. They have threshed almost 16,000 bushels of grain and have made 300 bushels of grain each of them. I should tell you hello from them all. They are in good health and are fine and the same is the case with James and family. Everybody is fine. The pill James came with from Panaca and gave his wife last spring when he came home has become a big girl who weighed 9 1/2 pounds. She was born the 8th of December 1873. (Annie Hansen </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1220" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4"> had baby girl, Sissie Christina </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1258" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6">). I suppose you remember Stine wrote about that pill in her letter. I should also tell you hello from her. Circumstances taken into consideration, she is well, but she has got a pill. (Christina Rasmine </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1468" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.8"> Henrie had baby boy, James Nathan Henrie on 28 April 1874 in Panguitch.) We are having a pretty hard winter here. James' little daughter came with a terrible snow storm so there was more than a foot of snow and that has stayed on the ground since because of the bad frost we have here, but there is not so much left of the snow now. We are having a pretty hard winter here. James' little daughter came with a terrible snow storm so there was more than a foot of snow and that has stayed on the ground since because of the bad frost we have here, but there is not so much left of the snow now. I hope you will write us again and let us know how things are up there. We hope you are in good health and live united. Last Christmas Eve your mother said that one year ago we had you among us here and she wished she might see the day when you, your wife, and children would be gathered with us, because until then her joy would not be complete. We pray that you will tell hello to all good friends from us. Tell hello to August Nichols and family and thank him for all the letters he writes us. We can hardly get them read through. Our Anne wishes to greet her sister Rasmine. Anne feels sorry that not one in her whole family writes to her and not even has answered her last letter. Tell them all hello from us. Anne is in good health and feels wellbeing with us. Now we send you, your wife, and your little children our love and we wish you all a Happy New Year. May happiness, luck, yes, peace and joy Over crown your honor. God let you this year be blessed Wherever you go. The above is a verse: Gid lykke, held, ja, fred og fryd Maa stedse krone aerens dyd Gud lader eder I dette aar Velsignet vaere hvor I gaar. //signed// </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3208" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Niels</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3214" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.c"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3224" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.e"> Translated by Osa Hansen <b>Found on FamilySearch.org</b></span></span><br /><br /><div data-reactid=".0.1.1.0" style="border-bottom-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-bottom-style: solid; border-bottom-width: 2px; box-sizing: border-box; display: flex;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Panguitch, the 3rd of August 1874 Dear son and daughter, With joy we can tell you that we came home happy and well Saturday the 24th of July without any harm whatsoever, and James came home yesterday and 2nd of August. All are well with the exception of our children, who all have the whooping cough, and it is pretty hard on them, but we hope they will soon get well again. We are happy there was a man who came in here before us and his children had them too, so that we did not get the blame for having the sickness here. It rained almost every day we were on the trip, but the rain was either in front or in the back of us so it did not wet us much, but the road was very muddy where it had rained, but the last day we drove, it rained almost all the time and we were glad to come home. I was quite surprised to see our place for it had rained so much here that the crop, the potatoes, stood so fine, so I hope, if all goes well, we will have a good crop. There is grass here close around, fine, so the cows will grow fat and give plenty of milk, so everything was better than we expected. The United Order has been organized here. Bishop Sevy is president and James Henry first and Hatch second Vice President. These men as well as the other officers are all nominated by the people. I for one have great faith in them, and I believe the rest of the people have the same. I do not hear anything to the contrary, and I believe they will do the best they understand to the satisfaction of the people and as The Lord will give them wisdom. Many of the people have given their pro rata to the order and many will as soon as they can get ready for it. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1657" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2">, Andrue, and I have put in our names and will give our pro rata as soon as we can. It has been decided to put up a wool factory as soon as possible and other machineries as Josef A. Young, our president, says that this place is the best to be found on the Seven Rivers for machineries. Now our dear children and all our dear brothers and sisters, how can we repay you for the good way you received us when we were amongst you? It will long stand as a dear memory with us, and the only thing we can pay with an the present time is to pray that the Lord's blessings may be with you both temporally and spiritually. We heard from James and Emma and </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2316" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Niels</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4"> Anderson's wife were not better which we are sorry for. We wish you will write us soon and let us know how they are as we long very much to hear from them. Tell sister Ingeborg Jensen hello and say we talked with a man from Ritzfield (Richfield?) as they have a house and lot and land there and go into the order. I should tell you hello from your mother. She feels pretty good after the trip, but she has never longed for you as now and especially for your children, and she asks you to kiss them from her. She was glad to see James come home, but she would have been more glad could she have you with her as her heart is with her children. Do not forget to tell hello to P. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3000" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6"> and Stine P. Jensen and Marie S. Hansen and wife and Damse and R. Nielson and P. Nielson and family and Holler Jensen and family and all good friends and now all our love to you, your dear wife, and your dear children from us. Your father and mother and all your brothers and sisters, //signed// </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3308" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Niels</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.8"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3314" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3324" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Schow - Found on FamilySearch.org</span></span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3324" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0">Panguitch, February 19th, 1875 Dear son and daughter, As it is long ago that I have written to you, although I have often thought of writing, I will begin to write a few words to you and let you know how we are. We thank you for the last letter that we have received and James Henry received his the 16th of February, and I shall tell you hello from James Henry and Stine that they are very happy to hear from you and see that you are all well, for which we all feel gratefulness. We can also tell you the same. We are all well. There has been a little sickness at Andrue's and James' children, but they are almost over it now. We have got us a little son, but it is hard to raise him as his mother has no milk for him, so it goes slow but he is healthy enough. His name is Carl Frederick. I have sold my team wagon and harness for 370 dollars. I have received some of the payment so I have paid for most of my sewing machine and I am supposed to receive the rest of the payment the 1st of April for the team. By the way, we are all well. Your mother's health is not too good but she is up and goes around among her children and feels well and only wishes to be able to come up and see you again next summer. We all feel well and have the necessities. The harvest has been small here. The frost came too early so most of the seed was killed, but we get along pretty well. We have had an open winter, not much snow. I have had so much tailoring this winter that I have not been able to do it all and much of it I have had to let go. Now about the United Order here in Panguitch. It is started and they are working in it but none of us here have gone in, but Andrue, </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1671" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2">, and I have gone in with James Henry at Mammoth Spring 15 miles from here and that is no more than 10 miles from Mammoth Spring to the (Hedt of de Severrever - Head of the Severe River) a little higher than this place but a good place for stock, good lumber, good farm country and not quite as cold as it is here judging from what Brother Hatch and several say who have lived there more than a year. They are there where the Co-op sheep herd is. I, Andrue, and </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2142" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4"> have been up there and seen the place and I am satisfied with it. Brother Hatch is elected as President and James Henry, Vice President, and tomorrow the 20th we are going to elect the officers of the board and then go over to Parowan the 1st of March to be qualified. There has been put in as Capital Stock to begin with $50,000 of which 1/4 is put in as bonds that we have put in property for and after the officers are qualified. All our property will be voted into the order. The way we are going to work is that every man will have his stewardship and is responsible for what he owns before The Lord. We follow as much as possible the revelations that are given and do not wish to take away any man's free agency but go by degrees as we can stand it as time goes. We are not going to move up to Mammoth right away but we are going to seed all our land here this summer and raise our grain here and some up there, as much as we can handle and also to build up there so we do not move from here until we have houses to move into up there and we are selling out here when we can. James has not joined yet, but I hope he will. He has sold the one team of his mules, the smallest, for $200, has exchanged his wagon and got a new wagon, the rest in money. Now your mother and I wish with all our hearts that it be possible to see you and your family join the Order with us here, as I think it is right that the family join together, but if that cannot be done we should like to hear anyway that you will join the Order somewhere, as it is very important for us to see our children join the Order and do what The Lord has told us as this is our exaltation. Dear children, let us be faithful and let our thoughts be our one and only, to do what The Lord asks us. Mammoth Spring is the place that President (Jung) Young has counseled Brother Hatch and James Henry to settle when we left (Medovelle) Meadow Valley and he said if we would go and settle this place we would be blessed and Brother Brigham is very happy to hear that we are going to settle it. We feel sorrow to hear there is so much sickness up there and several dead, though we don't know where they are. Tell hello to all our brothers and sisters and friends from us. We wish that The Lord may bless you all. The reason I have not written is that I would wait and see how it would be with the Order and also I have had so much to do. You write that you would like to go in here with us but don't know who you should get away from there. Well, if it is your desire and your free will, we wish that you and your Stine must be united at this point, then I hope ways can be found. If it helps with a team to get here, then I think we can help you and if it is selling out, then do the best you can. We do not look so much for the means as for a good will and I know that you can work and help yourself and what you cannot do, you and every man will be helped when they do their best. That is our Order. To you and your dear wife and children, we send our love from us all. //signed// </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$5202" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Niels</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$5208" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Christian</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.8"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$5218" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0;">Schow</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> Write us soon and let us know your circumstances and do not forget to greet all our friends.</span></span></span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3324" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> Found on FamilySearch.org</span></span> </span></span></div><br /><div class="detail-header"><h1>Michael Schow</h1></div><div class="content-layout"><div class="content-layout__sidebar"><div class="content-layout__sidebar__box"><ul class="sidebar-items"><li class="sidebar-items__item"><div class="sidebar-items__title">Gender</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Male</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Birth date, place</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">16 September 1845, Aalborg, Jutland, Denmark</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Father's name</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Niels C Schow</div></li><li class="sidebar-items__item"> <div class="sidebar-items__title">Mother's name</div><div class="sidebar-items__value">Mary Frome</div></li></ul></div><a class="additional-btn" href="https://chl.libraryresearch.info/reft100.aspx?key=MissionaryDatabase">Submit Additional Information<span class="lumen-icon"> <span class="lumen-icon__graphic lumen-icon__graphic--right-open"></span> <span class="lumen-icon__text"></span> </span> </a> <a class="content-layout__sidebar__viewAllMissions" href="https://history.lds.org/missionary/missions">View All Missions</a></div><div class="content-layout__primary"><h3 class="person__mission__name"><a href="https://history.lds.org/missionary/mission/scandinavian"> Scandinavian </a></h3><div class="person__mission"><span class="person__mission__locations"></span> </div><div class="person__mission"><ul class="person__mission__overview"><li><a href="https://history.lds.org/missionary/mission/scandinavian/1894-1896?pageNumber=1" title="View other missionaries who served around October 1894–October 1896">October 1894–October 1896 </a></li><li>Age Called: 49</li><li>Scandinavia</li></ul></div><ul class="person__mission__data"><li><b>Set Apart:</b> 12 October 1894</li><li><b>End Date:</b> 1 October 1896</li><li><b>Priesthood office:</b> Seventy</li><li><b>Quorum:</b> 59th</li><li><b>Priesthood:</b> 59th Seventies</li><li><b>Called From:</b> Mantua, Box Elder, Utah, United States</li><li><b>Set apart by:</b> Geo Teasdale</li><li><b>Found on history.lds.org/missionar&nbsp;</b> </li></ul><br />Cycle<br />By Iris W Schow, his granddaughter<br /><br />As a child Grandfather walks Aalborg's streets<br />With I s Granma pointing it out to him<br />That the arrow swings on the weather vane<br />To report the wind's most recent whim.<br /><br />The elders come when the fields are white<br />For the harvesting.&nbsp; Now the great sails fill,<br />And the westward wind in the bright sun's wake<br />From newness to newness glides out, until<br /><br />A journey starts where the voyage ends.<br />The wagons roll; Grandpa's young feet plod;<br />And far, and farther behind them lies <br />Old Grandma's grave in the prairie sod.<br /><br />His tough, tanned feet follow kine and ploy;<br />The whims of man and of wind are learned; <br />A course is charted' a wife is won;<br />And slowly a farm and a home are earned.<br /><br />The wind blows warm and the wind blows cold;<br />The lean years follow the fat years by;<br />His beleaguered parents bequeath good gifts,<br />The roots of faith and the will to try.<br /><br />The old age gone, but the striplings thrive;<br />And the farm work falls to the willing young.<br />When his call arrives, and he journeys back<br />To phrase ancient truths in his childhood's tongue.<br /><br />Dear old Grandpa's step are slow but firm,<br />As he hoes his hard-earned bit of earth,<br />And our day approaches to take our stand<br />In the ceaseless conflict and prove our worth.<br /><strong>Found amongst pictures belonging to Beth Schow</strong><br /><ul class="person__mission__data"></ul></div></div></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-6058080970899941482012-08-12T00:00:00.000-07:002016-05-16T09:58:10.946-07:00CHRISTENA HANSEN (SCHOW) 1843-1927[<b>Ancestral Link</b>: Ira Michael Schow, son of Christena Hansen (Schow).] <br /><br /><b>From Biography of Ira Michael Schow</b> <br /><br />Christena Hansen "was born 9 April 1843 at Hensinge, Denmark. She was a good housekeeper and as my mother tells me, had everything to keep house with. She was a great hand at having her shelves well stocked. They were blessed with nine children." <br /><br /><b>Written by Edna Schow Jones</b> <br /><br /><b>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847-1868</b>Hansen, Christina<br />Birth Date: 9 April 1843<br />Death Date: 15 July 1927<br />Gender: Female<br />Age: 19<br />Company: 1847-1868 (Unknown Year of Travel)<br /><br />Pioneer Information:<br />The Hansen family came to Utah in either 1862 or 1863.&nbsp; They likely came in 1862, the year they sailed to America.&nbsp; Further research is needed to narrow the year of their travel.<br /><br />Sources: <br />Family Search<br />Utah State Death Certificate, Utah State Archives<br /><b>Found on lds.org/churchhistory</b><br /><b>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel (1847-1868)</b> <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tGw8zf_Rk8/UDvw0FY9YII/AAAAAAAAIL4/41zXRRkYO-M/s1600/Christena+Hansen+Schow+Birth2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="311" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0tGw8zf_Rk8/UDvw0FY9YII/AAAAAAAAIL4/41zXRRkYO-M/s400/Christena+Hansen+Schow+Birth2.jpg" width="400" yda="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Tuh2-O1AMI/U9p4IPl9uyI/AAAAAAAAJ58/hs3_JYY2PZg/s1600/Christina+Hansen2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Tuh2-O1AMI/U9p4IPl9uyI/AAAAAAAAJ58/hs3_JYY2PZg/s1600/Christina+Hansen2.jpg" width="177" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTOmNWmxWyg/U9p4JeIgMlI/AAAAAAAAJ6E/LhWuObdhEqE/s1600/Christina+Hansen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mTOmNWmxWyg/U9p4JeIgMlI/AAAAAAAAJ6E/LhWuObdhEqE/s1600/Christina+Hansen.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="9322539" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/9322539?returnLabel=Christina%20Hansen%20(KWNF-ZSG)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNF-ZSG%26spouse%3DK2HD-Z42%26parents%3DKWV7-FK5_KWV7-FKG%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-48496-313-26/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-48496-313-26/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 196px; width: 180px;" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="9718038" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/9718038?returnLabel=Christina%20Hansen%20(KWNF-ZSG)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNF-ZSG%26spouse%3DK2HD-Z42%26parents%3DKWV7-FK5_KWV7-FKG%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-999-48878-878-24/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-999-48878-878-24/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 112px; width: 180px;" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">CHRISTINA HANSEN </div><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:31156,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="cksaling@yahoo.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/9792302?returnLabel=Christina%20Hansen%20(KWNF-ZSG)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNF-ZSG%26spouse%3DK2HD-Z42%26parents%3DKWV7-FK5_KWV7-FKG%26section%3Dmemories#" title="charlesclaytonsaling1">charlesclaytonsaling1</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1409602124000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Sep‎ ‎1‎, ‎2014‎ ‎1‎:‎08‎ ‎PM</span></localized-date> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">Skilled seamstress. Cross the plains in 1862. Her mother and two elder sisters died enroute. Made the first U.S. flag for Mantua town, Utah, entirely hand sewn. Died at 84 of ceberal hemorrhage, according to the Ward Membership Records. </div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b></div><div class="story-body"></div><div class="story-body">CHRISTINA HANSEN, MORMON PIONEER OVERLAND TRAVEL, 1862 </div><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:31156,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="cksaling@yahoo.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/9811418?returnLabel=Christina%20Hansen%20(KWNF-ZSG)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNF-ZSG%26spouse%3DK2HD-Z42%26parents%3DKWV7-FK5_KWV7-FKG%26section%3Dmemories#" title="charlesclaytonsaling1">charlesclaytonsaling1</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1409668912000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Sep‎ ‎2‎, ‎2014‎ ‎7‎:‎41‎ ‎AM</span></localized-date> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">Christina Hansen Birth Date: 9 Apr 1843 Death Date: 15 July 1927 Olan N. Liljenquist Company (1862) Age: 19</div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-38246758782535511672012-08-11T16:47:00.000-07:002016-08-06T10:13:29.151-07:00ISAAC DANFORD BICKMORE 1837-1920<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UcmrK_uk5H8/TbnkbDRSvJI/AAAAAAAADxU/mQJ9jF9aDIU/s1600/Martha%2BHarville.jpg"></a>[<b>Ancestral Link</b>: Mary Elizabeth <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bickmore</span> (<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Schow</span>), daughter of Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Bickmore</span>.]<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650081161290894850" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uGrQ_Zh6ZWg/Tmke4XrezgI/AAAAAAAAFeM/6Zf1gznw0Kg/s400/25961356_125538296028%255B1%255D.jpg" style="display: block; height: 225px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /><br /><br /><a class="photo-link" data-artifactid="1046436" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/images/1046436?returnLabel=Isaac%20Danford%20Bickmore%20(KWNK-RMW)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNK-RMW%26spouse%3DKWNK-RM7%26parents%3DLHX2-5H3_KWV9-4MD%26section%3Dmemories"><img class="lazy placeholder-img" data-original="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-37607-447-53/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" src="https://familysearch.org/patron/v2/TH-303-37607-447-53/thumb200.jpg?ctx=ArtCtxPublic" style="display: inline; height: 293px; width: 180px;" /></a><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FW7qyoijse0/V6YagWtJURI/AAAAAAAAK8o/IpotyD8pDYYKayKJJ0ywd_HvnDYDpn5dgCLcB/s1600/BICKMORE%2BIsaac%2BDanford%2Btest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FW7qyoijse0/V6YagWtJURI/AAAAAAAAK8o/IpotyD8pDYYKayKJJ0ywd_HvnDYDpn5dgCLcB/s640/BICKMORE%2BIsaac%2BDanford%2Btest.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zR39QxlqpVs/Tbnje2N79II/AAAAAAAADw8/E7v3EnsMrhs/s1600/Isaac%2BDanford%2BBickmore.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600757730701472898" src="https://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zR39QxlqpVs/Tbnje2N79II/AAAAAAAADw8/E7v3EnsMrhs/s400/Isaac%2BDanford%2BBickmore.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 308px;" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_8QDKavr9o/TbnjZlBK1SI/AAAAAAAADw0/tMPCpBJRl8k/s1600/Isaac%2BDanford%2BBickmore%2Bparadise%2Bcemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600757640185173282" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z_8QDKavr9o/TbnjZlBK1SI/AAAAAAAADw0/tMPCpBJRl8k/s400/Isaac%2BDanford%2BBickmore%2Bparadise%2Bcemetery.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>Isaac and Ellen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Oldham</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Bickmore</span> Memorial, East Face, 12 April 2008, Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache, Utah<br />Inscription "Isaac D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Bickmore</span> Born Sept. 2 1838 Died Nov. 12 1920 Ellen O. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Bickmore</span> Born Oct. 1 1847 Died Jan. 5, 1907 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">BICKMORE</span>" on Bottom Isaac and Ellen's headstones are directly behind this.<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l46aLqVTcE/TbnjRAOQvEI/AAAAAAAADws/Y4ZAb1e67KM/s1600/Isaac%2BBickmore%2BParadise.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600757492869020738" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/--l46aLqVTcE/TbnjRAOQvEI/AAAAAAAADws/Y4ZAb1e67KM/s400/Isaac%2BBickmore%2BParadise.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> "Isaac D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Bickmore</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">SERG</span> CO C1 <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">BATT</span> CALIF VOL <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">CAV</span> CIVIL WAR Sep. 24 1838 - Nov 16 1920" Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache, Utah<br /><br /><b>ISAAC <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">DANFORD</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">BICKMORE</span></b><br /><div>Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">Bickmore</span> was born 24 September 1838 in Brown County, Illinois. The third child in a family of seven.<br /><br />His father, Isaac Motor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Bickmore</span>, was born in New <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Bedford</span>, Maine, about the year 1798. He emigrated to Illinois in early manhood and soon after married Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Harvel</span> who had emigrated from North Carolina, her native state, a few years previous.<br /><br />They settled on a farm and were comfortable circumstances when Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">Danford</span> was born. Eight years later they sold their home in Illinois and moved to Des <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21">Moines</span> County, Iowa. But not being satisfied with the later place, they again moved and located on a farm in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22">Potawatomic</span> County where they resided about three years.<br /><br />Here his wife, Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23">Harvel</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24">Bickmore</span> was converted and became a member of the Mormon Church of which her husband had been a member for twelve years.<br /><br />On account of the bitter feeling that existed toward the Mormons, the members were advised to dispose of their homes and emigrate to Utah where they could worship according to the dictates of their conscience without interruptions.<br /><br />In 1852 they joined a company of Mormon immigrants under the leadership of Captain John B. Walker. While on their way across the plains, an epidemic of Black Cholera broke out among the emigrants and two of those afflicted were Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25">Bickmore</span> and his mother, who died the same day and buried at Loop Fork on the Platte River. The remaining members of the family continued their journey on to Utah where they arrived in September 1852. They settled on Mill Creek, Salt Lake County.<br /><br />In the fall of 1854, accompanied by families and friends, who had braved the hardship of the plains from Iowa to Utah, the family again left their home, founded and named <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26">Grantsville</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27">Toole</span> County, among the company were; Dan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28">Burbands</span>, John D. Walker, Benjamin Bear, Harrison Severe and Dr. Pope.<br /><br />In the fall of 1855 at the age of eighteen years, young Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30">Bickmore</span> bade farewell to family and friends and accompanied by his friend, Perry <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31">Durfey</span>, started on the long and then perilous journey to San <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32">Bernardino</span>, California, where they arrived late the same year.<br /><br />From 1856 to 1864 he enlisted in the Union Army as a California volunteer of the Cavalry and given the rank of Sergeant. At the close of the Civil War, he was honorably discharged after serving eighteen months.<br /><br />A few months later he left California for <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33">Wellsville</span>, Utah, where his mother lived. There he met Ellen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34">Oldham</span> who was destined to become his wife. After an acquaintance of nearly a year, they were married 31 December 1866.<br /><br />The following year they moved to Paradise, Utah, where they secured land and built a home. Aside from farm work, the next few years he and his brother-in-law, Jacob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35">Abott</span> built and operated a saw-mill in which much of the lumber was made that was necessary to build the new town of Paradise.<br /><br />In 1880, he sold his farm at Paradise and later that year he, his wife and family left Paradise for Kansas to visit his wife’s brothers, Thomas and John <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36">Oldham</span>, whom they had not seen for fifteen years. They arrived in Cuba, Kansas, just before Christmas where they spent the remainder of the winter.<br /><br />In April, after buying an outfit consisting of mules, horses, a wagon and buggy, he left Cuba, Kansas, and started for Texas; that being the plan outlined before leaving Utah. Arriving at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37">Mears</span>, Colorado, about the middle of June, he decided to stop for a time as he was offered employment for his fine team on the new railroad that was being constructed there. Two months later he left <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38">Mears</span>, crossed over Marshall Pass to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39">Gunnison</span> where he again found employment for his team, intending late that fall to go on south to Texas.<br /><br />After a few weeks spent at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40">Gunnison</span>, his wife and children left by rail for Utah. Their youngest son Thomas, a boy of ten months, died and a few weeks later his brother David died. About the same time, Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41">Danford</span> himself, was stricken at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42">Gunnison</span> with typhoid-pneumonia. Broken in health and sorrowing for the lose of his child and favorite brother, he returned to Utah.<br /><br />Through the influence of his wife and friends, he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43">abandoned</span> the idea of locating in Texas, and was induced to buy a farm adjoining the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44">town site</span> of Paradise where he lived from 1882 until 1905.<br /><br />In the later years he sold his farm and bought a comfortable home in Logan, Utah, where two of his married daughters lived, Martha and Ellen, and settled down to enjoy with his wife the late years of their lives.<br /><br />They were not destined, however, to enjoy the peace and quietude that they had contemplated. “King Death with His Reaper” stopped in once more and laid desolate all hope of unalloyed peace. On 5 January 1907, his wife of his joys and sorrows, who had stood by his side through storm and calm, lay dying surrounded by bereaved husband and family. The deep sorrow and mental anguish that he suffered is well depicted in the following few pathetic lines, composed by himself not long after her death.<br /><br />“’<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45">TIS</span> DONE”<br /><br />I saw it in my dreams!<br />No more with hope and future beams.<br />Chilled by misfortune’s wintry blast,<br />My dream of life is overcast<br />Love - Hope - and joy alike, adieu!<br />Would that I could forget!<br />Add remembrance too.<br /><br />After the death of his wife (the youngest of the children having reached manhood and left the paternal roof), he sold his home and went to live with his eldest daughter, Mrs. J. R. Thomas.<br /><br />I will endeavor to describe him as I remember him at thirty-eight. He was of medium height, well-rounded and muscular, an athletic figure, which much exercise and out door life endows. His head was covered with jet black hair. His eyes were a deep hazel brown, which seemed to give shortness to his countenance. He wore a dark brown mustache and had a clean ruddy complexion. No one would hesitate, to say he was good looking. Although he was quick tempered, he had a genial, loving disposition.<br /><br />I well remember how the children would gather round him while he told to them his wonderful stories and puzzling riddles; how his songs “The Old Gray Mare,” “In the Wilderness,” “John Brown,” would, when time for bed, coax for “just one more” although in truth there was very little music in his songs, for it was a much as he could do to sing a tune.<br /><br />He as a man of high ideals with a keen sense of right and wrong. He was ever ready to acknowledge a fault or forgive a fault in others. He could always be depended upon to help in time of need. He was honest, truthful, generous, and is ever held in highest esteem by those who knew him. He had all the sterling qualities that make a manly man, and those who knew him will join me in saying that the world is better because he lived in it.<br /><br />Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47">Bickmore</span> died 12 November 1920 at the home of his daughter, Mrs. James R. Thomas at Logan, Cache County, Utah. Funeral services were held 16 November 1920 at Paradise, Cache County, Utah, his home town and the residents turned out almost in mass to attend the service of their old friend and neighbor. The services were held under the direction of Bishop P.O. Hansen. The opening prayer was offered by the Stake President Joseph D. White. The speakers were Samuel <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48">Oldham</span>, Orson Smith, A.A. Law and George C. Caste. All the speakers praised the departed for his many excellent traits of character he possessed, the goodly life he had lead, his service to his country and the fine family he had raised.<br /><br />A violin solo was very beautifully given by Lowell <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49">McCann</span> as was a vocal solo by Ms. Rachel Petersen. The ward choir was in attendance and furnished suitable selections. Elder P. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50">Oldman</span> pronounced the benediction. There were many beautiful floral offerings. Interment was in Paradise <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51">Cemetery</span>. The grave was dedicated by J.H. Larsen.<br /><b>Submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by Afton Clayson, March 1992, 456 N. 400 E., Brigham City, Utah 84302</b></div><br /><br /><div><b>U.S. VETERANS <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52">GRAVESITES</span>, CA. 1775-2006</b></div>Name: Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54">Bickmore</span><br />Service Info.: <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55">SERG</span> US ARMY CIVIL WAR<br />Birth Date: 24 September 1838<br />Death Date: 16 November 1920<br />Cemetery: Paradise Cemetery<br />Cemetery Address: Paradise, Utah 84328<br /><b>found on <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56">ancestryinstitution</span>.com</b></div><br /><div><div><b>Chapter 4<br />Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58">Bickmore</span></b><br />Introduction </div>Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60">Bickmore</span> was born September 24, 1838, in Brown County, Illinois; the third child in a family of seven. His father, Isaac Motor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61">Bickmore</span>, was born in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62">Medum</span> Cook, later to be <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63">renamed</span> Friendship, the county of Knox, in the state of Maine, on June 6, 1797. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64">He</span> emigrated to Illinois in early manhood and soon after married Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65">Harville</span>, (spelled in various records as <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66">Harville</span>, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67">Harvil</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68">Harvel</span>) who had emigrated a few years earlier from her native state of North Carolina.<br /><br />Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69">Harville</span>, born 4 June 1808, in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70">Kainey</span>, North Carolina, was the daughter of Squire James <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71">Harville</span> and Mary <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72">Monette</span>. Martha's parents owned a large farm where they grew maple trees. Each year the family would extract sugar maple from the trees and camp near the groves of trees while working the maple harvest. <br /><br /><div>Martha's family left North Carolina and moved to Brown County, Illinois. There she met and fell in love with Isaac Motor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73">Bickmore</span> whose family had recently relocated to Illinois. Isaac and Martha were the parents of seven children. </div><br /><div>1. John Jackson <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74">Bickmore</span> born 1829, Brown County, Illinois. </div>2. Martha Jane <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75">Bickmore</span> born 24 January 1832, married Jacob <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76">Farnum</span> Abbott, 9 January 1850. <br />3. Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78">Bickmore</span> born 24 September 1838, married Ellen <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79">Oldham</span>, 1 January 1866. <br />4. Mary Ann <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80">Bickmore</span> born 1 <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81">February</span> 1840, married William Hardy, 17 July 1856. <br />5. Sarah Elizabeth <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82">Bickmore</span> born 31 May 1842, married Francis Wilson <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83">Gunnell</span>, 4 April 1859.<br />6. David Newman <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84">Bickmore</span> born 1 August 1844, married Elizabeth <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85">McArthur</span>, 13 January 1865. <br />7. Daniel Marion <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86">Bickmore</span> born 10 March 1847, died about 1849.<br /><br /><div>Isaac Motor and Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87">Bickmore</span> settled on a farm, in comfortable circumstances, when Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88">Danford</span> was born. Eight years later they sold their home in Illinois and relocated to Des <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89">Moines</span> County, Iowa. Not being satisfied with the later place, they again moved to a farm in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90">Potawatomie</span> County, Iowa, where they resided for about three years. Here Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91">Harville</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92">Bickmore</span> converted to the Mormon Church of which her husband had&nbsp;been a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94">member</span> twelve years. </div><br />Cross the Plains to Utah <br /><br /><div>Because of bitter feelings existing in that area towards the Mormons, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95">LDS</span> Church Leaders advised the members to dispose of their homes and emigrate to Utah where they could worship according to the dictates of their <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96">conscience</span>. In 1852 they joined a company of Mormon emigrants under the leadership of Captain John Walker. While on their way across the plains an epidemic of Black Cholera broke out among the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97">emigrants</span>. Both afflicted with it, Isaac Motor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98">Bickmore</span> and his mother, Margaret Dicks <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99">Bickmore</span> died the same day (July 6, 1852) and were buried at Loop Fork, Nebraska, on the Platte River. </div><br /><div>When Isaac and Martha left Iowa, many of their brothers and sisters were in the same wagon company, but with the difficult times in Nebraska, some returned to Iowa. Their son, John Jackson <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100">Bickmore</span>, returned to Iowa and Martha never encountered him again. Martha left Iowa with her earthly possessions in a wagon. With the aid of her son-in-law, Jacob Abbott, and her children, she was able to continue the journey to Salt Lake City without her beloved husband, Isaac Motor <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101">Bickmore</span>. </div><br />Martha, her sons, Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103">Bickmore</span> (age 14), David Newman <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104">Bickmore</span> (age 8) and daughters, Martha Jane <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_105">Bickmore</span> Abbott (age 20), Mary Ann <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_106">Bickmore</span> (age 12) and Sarah Elizabeth <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_107">Bickmore</span> (age 10) arrived in Salt Lake Valley in September, 1852. <br /><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_108">Grantsville</span> and Then on to Cache Valley <br /><br /><div>They settled at Mill Creek, Salt Lake County, in the fall of 1854, accompanied by families and friends who braved the hardships of the plains from Iowa to Utah. However, the family again <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_109">left</span> their home, to found and to name the city of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_110">Grantsville</span> in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_111">Tooele</span> County. While in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_112">Grantsville</span>, Martha married a widower, Timothy Parkinson, 0n 4 June 1856, in her forty-eighth year. In 1857 Martha and Timothy followed Peter <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_113">Maughan</span> to colonize Cache Valley, eighty-nine miles to the north and east of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_114">Grantsville</span>. </div><br />Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_115">learned</span> the art and practice of being a mid-wife from Jane Allan <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_116">Leishman</span> who had been a medical doctor in Scotland. She developed the skills and became an excellent practical nurse assisting Dr. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_117">Ormsby</span> when he later came to Cache Valley. In Martha's day the common mode of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_118">transportation</span> was by horse and buggy. Too slow for Martha, she simplified her approach by purchasing a black horse and rode it to the homes of the sick or expecting mothers. She spent a great deal of her time among the sick as doctors were scarce in Cache Valley in those times. Martha <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_119">Bickmore</span> Parkinson died on 26 October 1883, at the age of seventy-five and is buried in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_120">Wellsville</span>, Utah, cemetery. <br /><br />California and the Union Army <br /><br /><div>Meanwhile in the fall of 1855, at the age of 17 years, young Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_121">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_122">Bickmore</span> bade farewell to the family and friends. Accompanied by his friend, Perry <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_123">Durfey</span>, he started on the long and then perilous journey to San <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_124">Bernardino</span>, California, arriving later the same year. From 1856 to 1864, he worked at farming, mining and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_125">blacksmithing</span>.</div><br />In December 4, 1864, Isaac D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_126">Bickmore</span> enlisted as a private in the Union Army in unit Company C of the California First Cavalry Battalion. At the close of the Civil War, he was honorably discharged as a sergeant, after serving eighteen months. He mustered out of the California Cavalry on April 2, 1866, in the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_127">Presido</span>, San Francisco, California.<br /><br /><div>[Editor's note: The Civil War is a pivotal event in the history of the United States. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_128">Unfortunately</span> few people realize that California played a role in that conflict. We include here quotes from historical accounts of the California First Native Cavalry Battalion. It gives insight about California, the Civil War, the landscape of the desert areas, and activities of the cavalry unit. We have no written record of Sergeant Isaac <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_129">Danford</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_130">Bickmore's</span> experiences in the Union Army, so we describe general events of the California Cavalry of that era. Our intent is that the reader will appreciate and become acquainted with Isaac D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_131">Bickmore</span> through <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_132">understanding</span> the historical events which the cavalry experienced. On the hand-written enlistment record, he is listed as J. D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_133">Bickmore</span> rather than I. D. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_134">Bickmore</span>.]</div><br />The first Battalion Cavalry was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_135">organized</span> at large in California in March 1863. Company C was organized at Santa Barbara and ordered to Drum Barracks, District of Southern California until 1865. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_136">Californians</span> were noted for their expert <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_137">horsemanship</span> and the battalion rendered excellent service, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_138">commanded</span> by the Department of the Pacific. Groups from the Battalion were stationed at various posts in the New Mexico territory and California.<br /><br />Drum Barracks<br /><br /><div>Although the major Civil War engagements took place in the East, troops from Drum Barracks kept California in the Union, protected much of the Southwest, and secured the territory which is now Arizona and New Mexico for the Union.</div><br />Established as a five company post originally named Camp San Pedro in January 1862, and located one mile from Wilmington, now a part of Los Angeles, this post until December, 1863 called itself Camp Drum; it was thereafter designated as Drum Barracks. It was named by the War Department in honor of Lieutenant Colonel Richard Drum, assistant adjutant general of the Department of California. Drum Barracks served as the main staging, training and supply base for military operations in the Southwest, and occupied <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_139">approximately</span> sixty acres of land with an additional thirty-seven acres near the harbor.<br /><br />When it was built, the Civil War was already being waged and the government considered California as a doubtful state on the question of slavery. The states northern half was about equally divided in its sympathies, but the southern half, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_140">particularly</span> the area around Los Angeles, where at least 75 percent of the Americans had come from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_141">slave holding</span> states, was strongly pro-secession. <br /><br /><div>It was determined that California must be held loyal to the Union. Captain (later Major General) <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_142">Winfeld</span> Scott Hancock was sent to Los Angeles to establish a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_143">quartermaster</span> depot, ostensibly to have his troops fight the Indians. But there were no Indians in the urea. The government spent more than a million dollars on Drum Barracks, a very large sum of money then, which judiciously expended could buy an appreciable amount of allegiance. While most other California posts were simple adobe structures roofed with corrugated iron, Drum Barracks was entirely different. The elegance of its officers' quarters impressed the inhabitants of Los Angeles.</div><br /><div>Camels came to Camp Drum as an almost final chapter in pre-Civil War experiment. Major Clarence E. Bennett, post commander, complained, "They had been kept at this post a long time on forago when in San Bernardino and various places within 100 miles of here they could have been subsisted without the expenditure of one cent for forage." He recommended the 36 camels at Drum be tested for service across the Mojave Desert and be shipped to Fort Mojave because<br />almost all grass at Drum was gone "and in little time the plains for miles and miles here will be perfectly bare." He advised they be carefully trained and tended by "an energetic officer whose conduct was characterized by sobriety and integrity. He blamed failure of previous camel use on the fact that government employees "regard service with camels extremely unpleasant." He said, "In appearance camels are extremely ugly, in gait very rough, in herding inclined to<br />wander, and with their long strides they make haste slowly, keeping their herders on the go; they offer no facilities for stealing." The idea was not approved and camels were auctioned off at Benicia Depot the next year.</div><br /><div>Western Most Battle of the Civil War</div><br /><div>When the Civil War began in 1861, the present state of Arizona was a part of the New Mexico Territory, which was declared part of the Confederacy. On April 13, 1862, Colonel (later Brigadier General) James Henry Carleton led an army of more than 2,000 California Volunteers from the post to begin the longest and most difficult march of the Civil war - from Camp Drum to the Rio Grande River in New Mexico, over 900 miles away. The mission was to drive invading Texan rebels out of the territories of Arizona and New Mexico. The soldiers walked during April to August" through the desert with 120-degree temperature in full uniforms.</div><br /><div>His soldiers received a checklist of what they should bring. Each was to wear the "uniform hat without trimmings," a blouse, pair of trousers, pair of stockings, woolen shirt, pair of drawers, and "a cravat in lieu of the leather stock." In his knapsack he was to pack a greatcoat, blanket, forage cap, woolen shirt, pair of drawers, pair of stockings, towel, two handkerchiefs, "one fine and one coarse comb, one sewing kit, one piece of soap, one toothbrush," one fork, spoon, and plate. In addition, each was to have a canteen, haversack, tin cup and wear a good sheath knife. </div><br />They traveled in groups of 400 to conserve water. The men and horses, stayed in a series of forts spread out between here and the Rio Grande. By the time they arrived, the Confederates had already retreated, but the company fought 2 small battles on their way, Picacho Pass and Apache Pass. Union scouts ran into Confederates pickets at Picacho Pass. As a result of this skirmish, 3 Union soldiers were killed and 2 were wounded. One Confederate soldier was killed, 4 were wounded, 3 were taken prisoner and one escaped. This was the only time members of the "California Column" engaged Confederate troops, and is considered the Western most battle during the Civil War.<br /><br /><div>After the surrender at Appomattox, Californians from Camp Drum continued to soldier in the Southwest during the Indian Wars. The California cavalry units were recognized by the army commanders of the time as being among the best equipped and trained in the U. S. Army. Drum Barracks included the most important medical facility in the western states. The hospital at the camp, recognized as the best equipped and staffed medical facility west of the Mississippi River, was so vital that the facility was kept open for two additional years after the closure of the camp in 1871.</div><br />California is credited with providing 15,725 volunteers for her own units, plus five companies for the Massachusetts Cavalry and eight for the Washington Territory Infantry. Nevada provided 159 men for the California total and 1,158 for her own volunteer units. New Mexico sent an estimated 3,500 men to the war. Arizona Guards were formed under the Confederate occupation and were replaced by Arizona Rangers when the Union reestablished itself in the territory.<br /><br />Back to Cache Valley<br /><br /><div>In April 1866, Isaac left California and traveled to Wellsville, Utah, where his mother lived. There he met Ellen Oldham, his future wife. After a courtship of nearly a year they were married on New Years Eve, December 31,1866. The following year they moved to Paradise, Utah, where they secured land and built a home. Aside from the farm work, the next few years he and his brother-in-law, Jacob Abbott Oldham, built. and operated a saw-mill in which much of the lumber was made to build the new town of Paradise."</div><br /><div>Isaac Danford Bickmore and his brother, David Newman Bickmore, bought adjoining farms, and built homes near each other. For the next few years the two families settled down to the life of farming in Cache Valley. Since the Cavalry experience in California, however, Isaac Danford had the urge for travel and adventure. In 1880, he sold his farm at Paradise and later that year he, with his wife and family left Paradise, Utah, for Kansas to visit his wife's brothers, Thomas and John Oldham, whom they had not seen in fifteen years. But as the time approached to leave Paradise, Utah, both brothers, Isaac Danford and David Newman, had an overwhelming feeling of sadness as if they would never sec each other again. At this time Ellen and Isaac Danford had six children: Martha, Danford Jr., John, Ellen, Newman and Thomas. After making the difficult decision to move, to sell the farm and to transport eight people such a long way, the family anticipated a new and much better place to live. Ellen would have hben content to stay close to her family in Cache Valley, but Isaac Danford desired the new opportunity and a possible adventure. </div><br /><div>Isaac and Ellen arrived at Cuba, Kansas, just before Christmas, where they spent the remainder of the winter. When the family arrived in Kansas, their disappointment proved great. ElIen's two brothers had greatly exaggerated their situations in Kansas, possibly because they so much wanted Ellen and Isaac Danford to be with them. The Bickmore family had given up the security of the farm in Cache Valley, closeness to family and found little to be excited about in Kansas. Food was scarce, often meal after meal would consist of potatoes and bread. The family made a mistake. Now Isaac Danford looked toward Texas as a possible new home.</div><br />In April, after buying an outfit consisting of mules, horses, a wagon and buggy, he left Cuba and started for Texas; that being the plan outlined before leaving Utah. Arriving at Mears, Colorado, about the middle of June, he decided to stop for a time as he was offered employment for his fine teams on the new railroad construction. Two months later he left Mears, crossed over Marshall pass to Gunnison where he again found employment, intending later that fall to go on south to Texas, destined, however, never to reach Texas. After a few weeks spent at Gunnison, Ellen Oldham Bickmore and the six children left by railroad for Utah, intending to meet her husband later in Texas, after he had finally decided on a permanent location.<br /><br />Soon after her arrival in Utah, their youngest child, Thomas, a boy ten months old, died and a few weeks later Isaac Danford's younger brother, David, died on October 9, 1881. David left a wife and six children, two girls and four boys, the youngest a boy one year old. About the same time, Isaac Danford himself, was stricken at Gunnison with pneumonia. Broken in health and sorrowing for the loss of his child and his brother, Issac Danford returned to Utah.<br /><br /><div>Back to Paradise, Utah</div><br /><div>Through the influence of his wife and friends, he abandoned the idea of locating in Texas, and bought a farm adjoining the town site of Paradise, where lived from 1882 until 1905. My father, Isaac Danford Bickmore, and Ellen Oldham were married on December 31, 1866, at Paradise, Cache County, Utah. To this union there were born five sons and three daughters. These children's names arc Martha, Danford, John, Ellen, Newman, Thomas, Elizabeth and William.<br />Thomas died when he was about one year old.</div><br /><div>In his later years, Isaac sold his farm and bought. a comfort.able home in Logan where two of his married daughters, Martha and Ellen lived. He settled down to enjoy with his wife, the later years of their lives. They were not destined, however, to enjoy the peace and happiness that they contemplated. "King Death with his reaper" stepped in once more and laid desolate all hope of an unalloyed peace.</div><br /><div>On January 5, 1907, the wife of his joys and sorrows, who stood by his side through the storm and calm, lay dying surrounded by the bereaved husband and family. The deep sorrow and mental anguish that he suffered is well depicted in the following few pathetic lines, composed by himself not long after: </div><br />'Tis Done!'<br /><div>I saw it in my dreams!<br />No more with hope the future beams.<br />Chilled by misfortune's wintry blast,<br />My dream of life is overcast.<br />Love, hope, and joy alike, adieu!<br />Would that. I could forget!<br />Add- Remembrance, too.</div><br />After the death of his wife, and his youngest son having reached manhood, he sold his home in Logan, Utah, and lived with his eldest daughter, Mrs. Martha Maria Bickmore Thomas, wife of James R. Thomas.<br /><br /><div>I will endeavor to describe him as I remember him at thirty-eight. He was of medium height, well rounded and muscular, an athletic figure, which much exercise and out-door life endows. His head was covered with jet-black hair. His eyes, a deep hazel brown, seemed to give a softness to his countenance. He wore a dark brown mustache and had a clear ruddy complexion. No one would hesitate to say that he was good looking. Although he was quick tempered, he had a genial, loving disposition.</div><br />I well remember how the children would gather around him while he told them wonderful stories and puzzling riddles; how his songs, "The Old Grey Mare in the Wilderness," "John Brown," and "Old Dan Tucker" would amuse them; and how they would, when time for bed, coax for "just one more." In truth, there was very little music in his songs, for it was as much as he could do to sing a tune.<br /><br />A man of high ideals with a keen sense of right and wrong, he was ever ready to acknowledge a fault or forgive a fault in others. He could always be depended upon to help in time of need. Honest, truthful, and generous, he was held in highest esteem by those who knew him. Possessing all the sterling qualities that make a manly man, those who knew him will join me in saying that the world is better because of him. <br /><br /><div>Obituary of Isaac Danford Bickmore </div><br /><div>The subject of this sketch, Isaac Danford Bickmore, a Civil War Vetern, died on November 12, 1920, at the home of his daughter, Mrs. Martha Maria Bickmore Thomas, in Logan, Cache County, Utah. Funeral services were held November 16, 1920, at Paradise, Utah, his old home town. Interment was in the Paradise Cemetery. The grave was dedicated by Jacob Nelsen Larsen, husband of Ellcn Bickmorc Larscn.</div><b>Jacob Nelsen Larsen and Ellen Oldham Bickmore Their History and Legacy, August 23, 2003</b><br /><br /><div><b>United States Census, 1900 for Isaac Bickmore</b></div><div>Name: Isaac Bickmore<br />Titles and Terms:<br />Residence: Paradise, Cache, Utah<br />Birth Date: September 1838<br />Birthplace: Illinois<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Self<br />Spouse: Ellen Bickmore<br />Spouse's Titles and Terms:<br />Spouse's Birthplace: England (emigrated in 1864)<br />Father:<br />Father's Titles&nbsp;and Terms:<br />Father's Birthplace: Maine<br />Mother:<br />Mother's Titles&nbsp;and Terms:<br />Mother's Birthplace: North Carolina<br />Race or Color (expanded): White<br />Head-of-household Name: Isaac Bickmore<br />Gender: Male<br />Marital Status: Married<br />Years Married: 33<br />Estimated Marriage Year: 1867<br />Mother How Many Children: 8<br />Number Living Children: 7<br />Immigration Year:<br />Enumeration District: 0072<br />Page: 5<br />Sheet Letter: B<br />Family Number: 92<br />Reference Number: 57<br />Film Number: 1241682<br />Image Number: 00342<br />Household, Gender, Age<br />Isaac Bickmore, M</div>Spouse - Ellen Bickmore, F<br /><div>Child - Elizabeth Bickmore, F<br />Child - William Bickmore, M<br />Ivy Bickmore, F (granddaughter)</div>Earl Bickmore, M (grandson)<br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><div><b>United States Census, 1920 for Isaac D Bickmore</b><br /><b></b>Name: Isaac D Bickmore<br />Residence: Cache, Utah<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1838<br />Age: 82<br />Birthplace: Illinois<br />Relationship to Head of Household: Father-in-law<br />Gender: Male<br />Race: White<br />Marital Status: Widowed<br />Father's Birthplace:<br />Mother's Birthplace:<br />Film Number: 1821861<br />Digital Folder Number: 4390330<br />Image Number: 00790<br />Sheet Number: 13<br /><br />Household, Gender, Age<br />James R Thomas, M, 54y<br />Child - Martha Thomas, F, 52y<br />Kate B. Thomas, F, 24y<br />Owen B Thomas, M, 21y<br />Ellen Thomas, F, 15y<br />Isaac D Bickmore, M, 82y</div><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br /><div><b>Utah Death Certificates, 1904-1956 for Isaac Danford Bickmore</b>Name: Isaac Danford Bickmore</div><div>Titles and Terms:<br />Death Date: 12 November 1920<br />Death Place: Logan, Cache, Utah<br />Birthdate:<br />Estimated Birth Year:<br />Birthplace:<br />Death Age:<br />Gender:<br />Male<br />Marital Status:<br />Married<br />Race or Color:<br />Spouse's Name: Ellen Oldho...<br />Father's Name: Isaac Bickmore<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Name: Margaret Harvel<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Film Number: 2229973<br />Digital GS Number: 4122522<br />Image Number: 821<br />Certificate Number: 287</div><br /><div>Cause of death: senility. Contributory: cystitis, pyelitis </div><br /><div>Occupation: farmer</div><br /><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ahxVslMI9o/T0aUIhEFqTI/AAAAAAAAH18/eBpSdGQGwWc/s1600/isaac+danford+bickmore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" lda="true" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ahxVslMI9o/T0aUIhEFqTI/AAAAAAAAH18/eBpSdGQGwWc/s320/isaac+danford+bickmore.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><b>found on familysearch.org</b></div><br /><div><b>Veterans with Federal Service Buried in Utah, Territorial to 1966 for Isaac D Bickmore</b>Name: Isaac D Bickmore</div><div>Date of Death: 1920<br />Place of Death:<br />Date of Birth: 1838<br />Place of Birth:<br />Cemetery: City<br />Place of Burial: Paradise, Cache, Utah<br />Military Unit: Co C 1st Bn Calif Native Cav<br />Branch of Service: Army<br />War: Civil War </div><br /><div>Date of Enlistment: 4 December 1864, Drum Bks, California</div><br /><div>Date of Discharge: 2 April 1866, Presidio of San Francisco, California<br />GSU Film Number: 485488<br />DGS Number: 4236471<br />Image Number: 00572 </div><b>found on familysearch.org</b><br /><br />Isaac Danford married Ellen Oldham.&nbsp; Isaac was a Civil War soldier.&nbsp; John Bickmore, son of John, was a Revolutionary soldier.&nbsp; Joined January 1776 in Captain Fuller's Company.&nbsp; Served until January.&nbsp; Discharged for "sickness."&nbsp; Allowed pension April 28, 1818.<br /><b>Taken from Book of Remembrance in possession of Beth Schow Stagge.</b> <br /><br />Civil War Service <br /><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:43305,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/3373079?returnLabel=Isaac%20Danford%20Bickmore%20(KWNK-RMW)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNK-RMW%26spouse%3DKWNK-RM7%26parents%3DLHX2-5H3_KWV9-4MD%26section%3Dmemories#" title="taytay">taytay</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1384139378000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Nov‎ ‎10‎, ‎2013‎ ‎7‎:‎09‎ ‎PM</span></localized-date></div><div class="story-body">Isaac served in the Civil War. He enlisted as a Sergeant on 4 December 1864 in Drum Barracks, California. He enlisted in Company C, 1st Battalion Native Cavalry Regiment California on 5 December 1864. He was mustered out on 02 April 1866 in Presidio, San Francisco, California.<br /><br />"First Cavalry Battalion. -- Majs., Andreas Pica, Salvador Vallejo, John C. Cremony. The native Californians were noted for their expert horsemanship and it was believed that a battalion, entirely recruited from this element of the population, would render excellent service in Arizona. Gen. Wright, commanding the Department of the Pacific, accordingly asked and received permission to raise four companies of native cavalry in the Los Angeles district, during the winter of 1862-63.<br /><br />"A good deal of delay was experienced in raising the men for the battalion. Recruiting began in Feb. 1863, but the first company was not filled and mustered into the U. S. service until Sept. 7, same year. The remaining three companies were mustered in during the spring and summer of 1864; Co. B. March 29, C, July 28, and D, March 3.<br /><br />"Don Andreas Pico of Los Angeles, then brigadier-general of the 1st brigade of California militia, who was first commissioned major, declined the commission, whereupon Salvador Vallejo was commissioned major, but was not mustered until Aug. 13, 1864. Upon his resignation in Feb., 1865, Capt. John C. Cremony, of the 2nd CA Cavalry, who had rendered distinguished service with his company as a part of the California column, was commissioned major.<br /><br />"The battalion was stationed at various posts in California until the summer of 1865, when it was taken by Maj. Cremony to Arizona and stationed at Fort Mason and Tubac in the southern part of that territory. The record of the battalion is somewhat impaired by reason of the unusually large number of desertions. More than 50 deserted from one company, and about 80 from another.<br /><br />"Cos. A and D were mustered out at Drum Bbarracks, Cal., March 20, 1866, and B at the same place March 15, 1866. C was mustered out at the Presidio, San Francisco, July 28, 1866, and the field and staff officers, Aug. 25. Battles fought: 13 April 1865 at Green Valley, CA. "--American Civil War Regiments. Source: The Union Army, vol. 4, p. 418.<br /><br />"Company "C" organized at Santa Barbara and ordered to Drum Barracks, District of Southern California, August 10, 1864, and duty there until May, 1865." --http://www.civilwararchive.com/Unreghst/uncacav.htm#1stbatcav&nbsp;&nbsp;</div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b></div><div class="story-body"></div><div class="story-body"><b>History of Isaac Danford Bickmore </b></div><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS7AB0CC41D0E08C4D59C900D296A03070_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:43305,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/3373131?returnLabel=Isaac%20Danford%20Bickmore%20(KWNK-RMW)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNK-RMW%26spouse%3DKWNK-RM7%26parents%3DLHX2-5H3_KWV9-4MD%26section%3Dmemories#" title="taytay">taytay</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <localized-date value="1384139433000"><span class="date ng-binding">‎Nov‎ ‎10‎, ‎2013‎ ‎7‎:‎10‎ ‎PM</span></localized-date>&nbsp; </div><div class="story-body">HISTORY: "Isaac Danford Bickmore was born September 24, 1838, in Brown County, Illinois; the third child in a family of seven. His father, Isaac Motor Bickmore was born in New Bedford, Maine, about the year 1798 (Isaac Motor was born 6 Jun 1798 in Meduncook (Friendship), Lincoln, Maine-BKT).<br /><br />"Isaac Motor emigrated to Illinois in early manhood and soon after married Martha Harvel, who had emigrated from North Carolina, her native state, a few years previous. They settled on a farm and were in comfortable circumstances when Isaac Danford was born. Eight years later they sold their farm in Illinois and moved to Des Moines County, Iowa, but not being satisfied with the latter they again moved and located on a farm in Pottawattamie County where they resided about three years. Here Mrs. Bickmore was converted and became a member of the Mormon Church of which her husband had been a member for twelve years.<br /><br />On account of the bitter feeling that existed toward the Mormons, the members were advised to dispose of their homes and emigrate to Utah where they could worship according to the dictates of their consciences without interruption. In 1852 they joined a company of Mormon emigrants under the leadership of Captain John B. Walker, leaving Kanesville, Iowa on 5 Jul 1852. While on their way across the plains an epidemic in the form of Black Cholera broke out among the emigrants and of those who were afflicted were Mr. Bickmore and his mother, Mrs. Bickmore, who died the same day and were buried at Loup Fork on the Platte River. The remaining members of the family continued their journey on to Utah where they arrived September, 1852. They settled on Mill Creek, Salt Lake County.<br /><br />In the Fall of 1854, accompanied by families and friends, who had braved the hardships from Iowa to Utah, the family again left their home, founded and named Grantsville in Tooele County. Among the company were Dan Burbanks, John D. Walker, Benjamin Bear, Harrison Severe and Dr. Pope. In the fall of 1855, at age of eighteen years, young Isaac D. Bickmore bade farewell to the family and friends and accompanied by his friend, Perry Durfey, started on the long and then perilous journey to San Bernardino, California, where they arrived late the same year. From 1856 until 1864 he was employed at farming, mining and blacksmithing. In 1864 he enlisted in the Union Army as a California Volunteer of Cavalry and was given the rank of Sergeant. At the close of the Civil War, he was honorably discharged after serving eighteen months. A few months later he left California for Wellsville, Utah, where his mother then lived. There he met Ellen Oldham, who was destined to become his wife. After an acquaintance of nearly a year they were married on New Years's Eve, 1866.<br /><br />The following year they moved to Paradise, Utah, where they secured land and built a home. Aside from farm work, the next few years he and his brother-in-law, Jacob Abbott, built and operated a sawmill in which much of the lumber was made that was necessary to build the new town of Paradise. In 1880 he sold his farm at Paradise and late that year he, with his wife and family left Paradise for Kansas to visit his wife's brothers, Thomas and John Oldham, whom they had not seen for fifteen years. The arrived at Cuba, Kansas, just before Christmas, where they spent the remainder of the winter.<br /><br />In April, after buying an outfit consisting of mules, horses, a wagon and buggy, he left Cuba and started for Texas; that being the plan outlined before leaving Utah. Arriving at Mears, Colorado, about the middle of June, he decided to stop for a time as he was offered employment for his fine teams on the new railroad that was being constructed there. Two months later he left Mears, crossed over Marshall Pass to Gunnison where he again found employment for his teams, intending later that Fall to go on South to Texas. He was destined never to reach Texas. After a few weeks spent in Gunnison, Mrs. Bickmore and the six children left by rail for Utah, intending to meet her husband later in Texas, after he had finally decided on a permanent location.<br /><br />Soon after her arrival in Utah, their youngest child, Thomas, a boy ten months old died, and a few weeks later his brother David died. About the same time, Isaac D. himself was stricken at Gunnison with Typhoid-pneumonia. Broken in health and sorrowing for the loss of his child and favorite brother, he returned to Utah. Through the influence of his wife and friends he abandoned the idea of locating in Texas and was induced to buy a farm adjoining the town site of Paradise where he lived from 1882 until 1905. In the later year he sold his farm and bought a comfortable home in Logan where two of his married daughters, Martha and Ellen, lived and settled down to enjoy with his wife the later years of their lives. They were not destined, however, to enjoy the peace and quietude that they had contemplated. "King Death" with his reaper stepped in once more and laid desolate all hopes of unalloyed peace. On January 5, 1907, the wife of his joys and sorrows, who had stood by his side through storm and calm lay dying, surrounded by the bereaved husband and family. The deep sorrow and mental anguish that he suffered is well depicted in the following few pathetic lines, composed by himself not long after.<br /><br />“Tis Done.”<br />I saw it in my dreams;<br />No more with hope and future beams.<br />Chilled my misfortune’s wintry blast,<br />My dream of life is overcast.<br />Love-Hope-and Joy alike, adieu;<br />Would that I could forget.<br />Add Remembrance too.<br /><br />"After the death of his wife (the youngest of the children having reached manhood and left the paternal roof) he sold the home and went to live with his eldest daughter, Mrs. James R. Thomas.<br /><br />"I will endeavor to describe him as I remember him at thirty-eight. He was of medium height, well rounded and muscular, an athletic figure, which much exercise and outdoor life endows. His head was covered with jet black hair. His eyes were a deep hazel brown, which seemed to give a softness to his countenance. He wore a dark brown mustache and had a clear ruddy complexion. No one would hesitate to say he was good looking. Although he was quick tempered, he had a genial loving disposition. I well remember how the children would gather round him while he told (to them) his wonderful stories and puzzling riddles; how his songs, “The Old Gray Mare in the Wilderness;” “John Brown” and “Old Dan Tuckers” would amuse them; and how they would, when bedtime came, coax for “just one more." He was honest, truthful, and generous and is ever held in highest esteem by all those who knew him. He had all the sterling qualities that make a manly man and those who know him will join with me in saying that the world is better because he has lived in it.<br /><br />The subject of this sketch, one of the few surviving Civil War veterans, died November 16, 1920, at Paradise, Utah, his old home town and the residents turned out almost enmasse to attend the funeral of their old friend and neighbor. Services were held under the direction of Bishop P. O. Hansen. The opening prayer was offered by Stake President Joseph B. White. The speakers were Samuel Oldham, Orson Smith, A. A. Law, Geo. D. Casto. All the speakers praised the departed for the many excellent traits of character he possessed and the goodly life he had led, his service to his country and the fine family he had raised. A violin solo was very beautifully given by Lorell McCann, as was a vocal by Miss Rachel Peterson. The ward choir was in attendance and furnished suitable selections. Elder E. P. Oldham pronounced the benediction. There were many beautiful floral offerings. Interment was in the Paradise cemetery. The grave was dedicated by J. N. Larson."--Contributed by JoAnn Hall. Parts of the above may have been taken from "Jacob Nelson Larsen and Ellen Oldham Bickmore Their History and Legacy" copyrighted by Elmo A. Keller, Jr. 2003. See Online Collections at BYU<br />Family History Archive Bickmore.<br /><br />In 1880 Isaac and Ellen were living close to the household of David N. and Elizabeth Bickmore, and John and Lorettee Abbott in Paradise, Cache, Utah.<br /><br />In 1900 Isaac and Ellen were living in Paradise, Cache, Utah.<br /><br />In 1910 Isaac, widowed, at age 72 and daughter, Ivy, at age 16 were living in the James and Martha Thomas household in Logan, Cache, Utah.<br /><br />In 1920 he was living in the James and Martha Thomas household in Logan, Cache, Utah.</div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on FamilyTree.org</b></div></div></div></div></div></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-6571779303126481982012-08-11T16:46:00.000-07:002016-05-16T09:46:44.970-07:00ELLEN OLDHAM (BICKMORE) 1847-1907[<b>Ancestral Link</b>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow) daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore).]<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q99Sn-UILR4/TdQmKskwy0I/AAAAAAAAED0/L40K5h_ECto/s1600/BICKMORE%2BIsaac%2BDanford%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608149401189010242" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q99Sn-UILR4/TdQmKskwy0I/AAAAAAAAED0/L40K5h_ECto/s400/BICKMORE%2BIsaac%2BDanford%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>Isaac and Ellen Oldham Bickmore Memorial, East Face, 12 April 2008, Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache, Utah<br /><br />Inscription "Isaac D. Bickmore Born Sept. 2 1838 Died November 12 1920 Ellen O. Bickmore Born October 1 1847 Died January 5, 1907 BICKMORE" on Bottom Isaac and Ellen's headstones are directly behind this.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6sxE9f8AdA/TcBZGvCyZVI/AAAAAAAAD00/aqdFPDXdV4w/s1600/OLD0002%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJAMES%2BHENRY%2BAND%2BSIBLINGS.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602575908691141970" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6sxE9f8AdA/TcBZGvCyZVI/AAAAAAAAD00/aqdFPDXdV4w/s400/OLD0002%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJAMES%2BHENRY%2BAND%2BSIBLINGS.jpg" style="display: block; height: 263px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />Copy of photo of family group of 4 men and three women with two oval inserts of two women between the three people standing on back row. Typewritten on top of photo John and Maria Heap Oldham Family About 1904 Utah. Typewritten on bottom of photo Seated; L to R -Thomas - Alice O. Mitton - Maria O. Tams - Samuel Heap Standing L to R - James Henry - Ellen O. Bickmore - John Oldham Jr. On the Wall L to R - Eliza O. Remmington - Margret Ann O. Crapo. Photo taken about 1904.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5-qBXk0vJ4/TbnonvkPNkI/AAAAAAAADyE/29Fbwa42Vq0/s1600/Ellen%2BOldham%2BBickmore.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763381092922946" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x5-qBXk0vJ4/TbnonvkPNkI/AAAAAAAADyE/29Fbwa42Vq0/s400/Ellen%2BOldham%2BBickmore.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 373px;" /></a> <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llxGSYORX3U/Tbnl4eneHnI/AAAAAAAADx8/r5SUhdKidxc/s1600/Ellen%2BOldham%2BDeath%2BCertificate.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600760370065972850" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-llxGSYORX3U/Tbnl4eneHnI/AAAAAAAADx8/r5SUhdKidxc/s400/Ellen%2BOldham%2BDeath%2BCertificate.jpg" style="display: block; height: 371px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Death certificate.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm3qnkurmF0/TbnlyJJTIoI/AAAAAAAADx0/rwjHOjsf4Qw/s1600/Ellen%2BOldham%2BGrave%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600760261223064194" src="https://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dm3qnkurmF0/TbnlyJJTIoI/AAAAAAAADx0/rwjHOjsf4Qw/s400/Ellen%2BOldham%2BGrave%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> Ellen Oldham Bickmore grave marker, Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache, Utah.<br /><br /><br /><div><b>HISTORY OF ELLEN OLDHAM BICKMORE</b><br />Copied from history in possession of Kate Haskins, Logan, Utah<br /><br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore was born in Bury, Lancshire, England, 1 October 1847. She was the sixth of ten children of John and Maria Heap Oldham. Her parents were native to the Lancshire area having been born and married there. The Oldham family for two generations had engaged in the weaving trade. The weaving was done by manual labor in their own home. The invention and development of power looms run by steam made a great change for the people engaged in this trade. The power looms were accompanied by great opposition on the part of the people who had been using hand looms and felt threatened by the new invention. Great Grandfather Oldham did not feel this way, and acquired seven looms and employed people to manipulate them.<br /><br />Ellen was involved in the family at an early age. She and the rest of the children all worked at the looms in factories as they were growing up. The family lived in the town next to a large factory with a smoke stack, and desired to move from this home not only because of the smoke, but because they felt that the swaying stack would fall down on their home.<br /><br />In 1844 the Oldham family joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Not only did this immediately influence their lives, but also lead to the family leaving the weaving trade and England. On May 18, 1864, Ellen, along with seven brothers and sisters left England with their parents. They embarked at Liverpool for New York on the sailing vessel “General McClellan.”<br /><br />Two of her older brothers were already in America. The eldest, William had been killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland, in the Civil War, two years before the family came to America. John, the other brother, had already arrived in Utah the year before to purchase land for the family’s future home. Ellen was seventeen years of age when she made the voyage.<br /><br />During the voyage two events transpired which lent excitement as well as serious apprehension to all on board. About one o’clock in the morning the tarred rigging of the ship took fire from a spark from the cook's galley. This fire spread with increasing rapidity among the ropes and sails, and when some one raised the cry of fire, great excitement prevailed. A few days later when the ship was passing near the Banks of Newfoundland, she struck an iceberg. This happened at four o’clock in the morning, when the watch on deck had retired. The shock was so great that all on board were instantly awakened. It was thought that the ship was sinking but she gradually righted herself. The great rent in her prow caused by contact with the iceberg was soon covered with tarpaulin and timbers to prevent the high seas from dashing it. Fortunately the weather was fair until they arrived at New York. They landed at Castle Garden having been thirty-one days in voyage. In the evening of the day they arrived, they took passage on the steam boat, “St John” for Albany. There they took the train and for seven days and nights threaded their way across the Eastern and middle states to St Joseph, Missouri. They landed at a little village, “Wyoming,” Nebraska, a short distance from Omaha.<br /><br />After resting there about three weeks, Ellen’s family started on the journey across the plains in Captain Warren’s ox train. Parts of the journey were hazardous. The parents were both sick for about three weeks. During the first part of the trip the Indians were a constant threat, and during the last part nutritious food was very scarce. Ellen’s memory of the trip was quite positive, however. She remarked that for her it was not a hardship because she loved the company of the other young people and the nights of singing and dancing.<br /><br />After remaining two or three weeks in Salt Lake City, the family moved to Paradise in the northern part of Utah. When they arrived it was 20 weeks after leaving England. Since it was the end of October when they arrived, work was in short supply. The family immediately faced the problem of food for the winter. The difficulty was lessened by Bishop David James, who called the men of the Ward together and asked them to make such advances to the incoming immigrants as they could afford. A liberal amount of meat, potatoes, flour and other staples were given to the family. As soon as possible Ellen’s father paid back his debts to his brothers.<br /><br />During the winter Ellen’s father returned to the weaving trade, as cloth for men and women’s clothing was extremely scarce and expensive. Ellen and the other children helped again in weaving. For many years Ellen’s father continued at this trade. He counted as his year’s work one thousand yards of cloth, and when this was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.<br /><br />In the later part of the summer of 1866, great clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and fields surrounding it, and commenced feeding upon the crops. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season. The insects hatched from the eggs, and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus, it continued alternatively for six years. One year the insects would fly in early and destroy half the crop and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crops would be almost entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers obtained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the Grasshopper War, and had the effect of keeping the people poor and unable to build up their surroundings as far as they would otherwise would have done.<br /><br />During 1866 Ellen met Isaac Danford Bickmore, and after a short courtship married in a civil ceremony on New Year’s Eve.<br /><br />Immediately after their marriage they made their home in Wellsville, Utah, but the following winter they moved, settling in Paradise, where Ellen’s husband became a farmer.<br /><br />Ellen’s brothers, Thomas and John, had left Utah and moved to Kansas to farm. Letters came to Ellen and Danford trying to persuade them that life would be better for them in Kansas. Danford finally decided that the family should seriously investigate the brothers offer. In the summer of 1880 they sold their farm in Paradise and went to Kansas where Thomas and John Oldham lived. At this time Ellen and Danford had six children: Martha, Danford Jr., John, Ellen, Newman, and Thomas.<br /><br />After the making of the difficult decision to move, selling the farm land, and transporting eight people such a long way, the family was anticipating a new and much better place to live. Perhaps Ellen would have been content to stay by her family in Utah, but Danford desired the new opportunity and possible adventure.<br /><br />When the family arrived in Kansas, their disappointment was great. The brothers had greatly exaggerated their situation in Kansas, possibly because they so wanted Ellen and Danford with them. The Bickmore’s had given up the security they had and found little to be excited about upon their arrival. Food was scarce, often meal after meal would consist of potatoes and bread. The family had made a mistake. Now Danford looked toward Texas as a possible new home for his family. Ellen was to move back to Utah while her husband worked on the new railroad and earned money for the land in Texas. They traveled together as far as Gunnison, Colorado. Ellen and the children then took the train to Utah. Danford bought wagons and teams and worked on the construction of the railroad.<br /><br />Ellen arrived in Paradise in the early fall. New sorrow was soon to follow and this tragedy would determine their home for many years. A short time after her arrival Thomas, not quite one year old, became sick and died. The next month David Bickmore, her brother-in-law died and left a wife and six children. Word was sent to Danford but he was very sick with pneumonia in Colorado at the time and could not get home immediately. When he was well, he felt that the plans for Texas must be dropped and he returned to Paradise to settle and help with his brother’s family. Danford and David had been very fond of one another. Danford felt that he must return and take his brother’s place. The weight must have been very great on Danford, now there were eleven children and two women dependent upon him.<br /><br />When Ellen’s husband returned they again settled in Paradise on a farm about five blocks northeast of the Paradise Co-op Store. Two more children were born, Elizabeth and William. Ellen’s life in Paradise was a relatively quiet one. Her time could now be spent doing those things she liked best. She was an example of the hard-working, industrious, religious farm woman that was typical of this time.<br /><br />Her home was one that was remembered for its home-makers atmosphere. Her culinary skills were well known. The kitchen was never without a full crock of sour cream, molasses, and caraway cookies. A special treat seen by the grandchildren was fresh whipped cream cakes, four or five layers high.<br /><br />Much of her social life centered around sewing bees. Her sisters and friends gathers at her long dining room table for an afternoon of fun and conversation which could be justified by the useful production of rugs.<br /><br />The money that came from the sale of butter and eggs was Ellen’s to do with as she saw fit. The first donation to be taken care of was tithing paid to the church. This she did by donating butter which was always individually marked with a rose symbol.<br /><br />During the period of time that the Logan temple was being built, she organized the “Sunday egg fund.” Profits of which were given to the church for the Temple.<br /><br />The picture that comes to the minds of those who remembered her was one of a kindly, hard-working family woman, always wearing a long white apron with lace and embroidery. She was surrounded by her children when they had families of their own, and she always attended each illness and birth. She was always remembered for her good cooking and skillful sewing and weaving. She helped her mother with the sock-knitting from the time she was four years old. Ellen was a woman who seemed content with her lot in life. The writings left by her children suggest that she was also seen by them as a devoted, dominate woman who took an active part in shaping their lives both by teaching and by example.<br /><br />In 1904, Danford and Ellen sold the farm and bought a home in Logan, Utah. In the latter part of 1906, water from the corral drained toward the house and contaminated the water in the kitchen sink pump. Ellen and sons Danford, Newman, and William contracted typhoid fever and all were sick for about six weeks. On January 5, 1907 Ellen Oldham Bickmore died from the disease.<br /><br />Funeral services were held at Paradise and eulogies of praise and honor were given in respect to her exemplary life and character. Her many friends and associates formed a large cortege that followed her remains to the Paradise Cemetery. She was buried Jan 8, 1907.<br /><br /><b>Submitted to the Daughter’s of the Utah Pioneers by Afton Clayson, 456 North 400 East, Brigham City, Utah 84302. </b></div><br /><br /><div><b>BIOGRAPHY OF ELLEN OLDHAM BICKMORE</b><br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore was born at Bury Lancashire England on Friday, October 1st, 1847. She was the sixth child of John and Maria Heap Oldham, both of whom were born and also married at Haslington Lancashire, England. They became members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in the year 1844, a year made memorable in the history of that Church on account of the martyrdom of its founder and prophet, Joseph Smith.<br /><br />The husband and father was a weaver and he and the children as they became old enough were generally employed in one or another of the cotton factories.<br /><br />On the 18th day of May 1864, the family left their native land to gather with the Saints in Utah. They embarked at Liverpool for New York on the sailing vessel General McClellen. During the voyage two events transpired which lent excitement as well as serious apprehension to all on board. About one o’clock in the morning the tarred rigging of the ship took fire from a spark from the cooks galley. The fire spread with increasing rapidity among the ropes and sails and when some one raised the cry of fire, great excitement prevailed. The fire was confined to the rigging, however, and was soon extinguished. <br /><br />A few days later when the ship was passing near the Banks of Newfoundland, she struck an iceberg. This happened at four o’clock in the morning, when all the “watch” on deck had retired. The shock was so great that all on board were instantly awakened. It was thought that the ship was sinking, but she gradually righted herself. The great rent in her prow caused by contact with the iceberg was soon covered with tarpaulin and timbers to hide the unsightliness and also prevent the higher waves from dashing in. Fortunately, the weather was fair until they arrived at New York. <br /><br />They landed at Castle Garden having been thirty one days on voyage. In the evening of the day they landed, they took passage on the Steam Boat St. John for Albany. There they took train and for seven days and nights treaded their way across the Eastern and Middle States to St. Joseph, Missouri and landed at the little village of Wyoming a short distance from Omaha. After waiting there three weeks they began that long and tiresome journey across the plains to Utah with ox teams. The company with which they traveled was under the direction of Captain Warren. They were eleven weeks on the plains arriving at Salt Lake City, Utah October 4th, 1864. After resting a few days they again resumed their journey to Paradise in Cache Valley, where they began to found a home. Thus twenty two weeks had elapsed from the time they left their home in England until they arrived at Paradise. Under the most favorable conditions in those early pioneer days the trip from Council Bluffs to Utah would necessarily be hazardous as well as wearisome, on account of the hostility of the Indians, but to undertake such a journey with a family of nine and travel in a caravan of slow moving ox teams across more than a thousand miles of uninhabited territory (except the scattered tribes of Indians) in an undertaking that must ever testify of the faith of those early pioneers of the divine mission of the Prophet Joseph Smith. <br /><br />In the year 1865 Ellen Oldham the subject of this sketch, became acquainted and after a short courtship was married to Isaac D. Bickmore on New Years Eve 1865. He as the son of Isaac Bickmore one of the early veterans of the Mormon Church. <br /><br />Immediately after their marriage they made their home at Wellsville Utah, but the following summer, 1866, they moved and settled at Paradise. Here they improved and tilled their farm and reared their children. <br /><br />In the summer of 1880 they sold their farm at Paradise and later that year went to Kansas where John and Thomas Oldham (brothers to Ellen) lived. The following March, 1881, they bought an outfit of horses and mules and again started westward intending to settle in Texas but the decree of fate or more probably the interposition of Divine Providence interposed. After traveling westward as far as Gunnison, Colorado, Mr. Bickmore took employment for himself and teams on the construction of the railroad then being build through Gunnison, and Ellen and the children took train for Paradise, Utah, her husband still intending later that fall to go to Texas and locate a home and then send for the family. The death at Paradise of his brother, David, and his youngest son, Thomas, and he having just recovered from a severe illness, he decided also to return to Utah for the winter. The following spring 1882 they bought a home at Paradise where they lived until their family of seven were reared to manhood and womanhood.<br /><br />In 1905 they sold their farm at Paradise and moved to Logan, Utah, where she died after a prolonged illness January 5, 1907. Impressive funeral services were held at Paradise and eulogies of praise and honor were given in respect to her exemplary life and character. A profusion of floral tributes surrounded the bier as the last tokens of deepest regard from her many friends and associations. A large cortege followed her remains to the Paradise cemetery where her body was laid January 8, 1907.<br /><br />She was a woman of the highest ideals, noble, honorable and generous, a devoted and affectionate wife and mother. Her ethical standards were of the highest order and she verily lived up to those standards in all her daily walks through life. Here was one of those intellectually strong tough gentle and lovable dispositions who forgot self in her solicitation for the welfare of others. She was one of the honorable women of the earth; faithful to her God and her earthly calling, generous to friends, hospitable to strangers and charitable to all, doing good that goodness might increase in the earth.<br /><br />May the glory of the righteous be her portion and may she reign in the Celestial Sphere as queen over a numerous posterity in the realms of her father and God.<br /><br />“It is for this glorious purpose<br />Thou has laid thy body down<br />That thy dust be animated<br />And thy head yet wear a crown<br />And thy children cluster near, near thee<br />Loving as in days of yore<br />And our father’s fond affection<br />Circle us forever more.” </div><br /><br /><b>Chapter 5<br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore</b><br />Introduction<br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore, was born on October 1, 1847, in Bury, Lancashire, England, the daughter of John Oldham and Maria Heap Oldham. She came from a family of 10 children and Ellen was the sixth child. Her parents joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1849 and in 1864 they left Liverpool, England, to join the Saints in Zion.<br /><br />Ancestry<br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore's paternal grandfather, William Oldham, was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, on 16 March 1790. Her paternal grandmother, Alice Barnes Oldham, was born in the same city on 18 March 1787. Her Oldham grandparents were married on 14 May 1812. Their three children were John Oldham*, (born 13 June 1813, died 24 November 1874), Mary Ann Oldham (Heap) (born 22 December 1815), Alice Oldham (Sharples) (born 1818) all born at Haslingden, England.<br /><br />The Oldham grandparents engaged in hand-loom weaving, the only kind of cloth weaving then known in England. During the early part of their lives, power looms, operated by steam power were invented. At one time William Oldham owned seven looms and employed many people to operate them. The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great initial opposition on the part of people who used hand looms to gain a livelihood for many years. It now seemed they would he deprived of that means of earning a living. Both Oldham grandparents were buried in Saint James Church yard at Haslingden, England.<br /><br />Ellen 's maternal grandparents, John Heap (born 1786, died May 1825) and Alice Howorth Heap (born 8 April 1780, died 5 May 1825) both of Haslingden, Lancashire, England, married September 2, 1811. Their five children were Margaret Heap (Yates) (born 9 February 1813, died 24 May 1890), Henry Heap (born 13 January 1815, died 13 August 1882), *Maria Heap (Oldham)* (born 28 December. 1816, died 1 January 1886), Ellen Heap (born 12 June 1819, died 12 December 1834), Alice Heap (born 22 November 1822, died 5 May 1825).<br /><br />Ellen's father, John Oldham, married her mother, Maria Heap, on January 4, 1836, in Lancashire, England. They were also endowed and sealed in the Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Utah in November 1868. John and Maria Oldham had the following children: William Oldham (born 5 June 1836), Thomas Oldham (born 1 October 1838), Alice Oldham (Mitton) (born 15 December 1840), John Oldham (born 12 May 1843), Maria Oldham (Tams) (born 14 June 1845), *Ellen Oldham (Bickmore)* (born 1 October 1847), Margaret Oldham (Crapo) (born 11 December 1849), Samuel Oldham (born 3 March 1852), James Henry Oldham (born 2 December 1855), Eliza Oldham (Remington) (born 27 February 1858).<br /><br />The family business involved weaving. John Oldham, the father, worked first on a hand-loom and afterwards he and his children, as they grew up, handled power looms. John and Maria Oldham were baptized members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day 8nints in 1849 in Bury, Lancashire, England. They emigrated with seven children from England to Utah starting on the 18 of May 1864. They crossed the ocean on the Ship, General McClellan, and were thirty-one days reaching New York. They then spent nine days and nights on the railroad car traveling to Saint Joseph, Missouri and then two days and nights on a steamboat travelling up the Missouri River, arriving at the city called Wyoming on the Missouri River, in July 1864. After remaining there about three weeks, they started on the journey across the plains in Captain Warren's ox-team wagon company, travelling for eleven weeks before arriving in Salt Lake<br />City on October 4, 1864. An arduous journey, both John and Maria were sick for three weeks, before reaching the Salt Lake Valley. Nutritious food was scarce during the journey. After arriving in Salt Lake City, all commenced to improve and enjoy the best of health.<br /><br />Travel to Zion<br />John Oldham and Maria. Heap Oldham emigrated to the United States on the Ship, General McClellan, which sailed on May 21, 1864, from Liverpool, England, to New York. Their Church leader on the voyage was Thomas Jeremy. They arrived in New York, New York, on June 23, 1864. We include here a partial passenger list from the General McClellan Voyage of May 1864, identifying 8 members of the Oldham family. Ellen Oldham was a young girl of 16 during the trip to Zion.<br /><br />Mormon Immigration Index -Partial Passenger Lise<br />General McClellan (May 1864)<br />• Name......................Born<br />•<br />• O'NIEL, Samuel &lt;1864&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, John &lt;1814&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Maria &lt;1817&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Alice &lt;1841&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Ellen &lt;1848&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Mary Ann&lt;1850&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Samuel &lt;1852&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, James H.&lt;1856&gt;<br />• OLDHAM, Eliza &lt;1858&gt;<br />•<br />To gain insight into the voyage, we quote a segment of the General Voyage Notes from the Ship, General McClellan.<br /><br />General McClellan (May 1864)<br /><br />A Compilation of General Voyage Notes<br />"DEPARTURE. - We had the pleasure of clearing the ship General McClellan (Captain Trask) for the port of New York, on Saturday, May 21. This ship was chartered to sail on the 20th ultimo, but, owing to the rain which set in, the upper deck could not be used for the purpose of examination of passengers, who had consequently to undergo inspection between decks. This put them to some inconvenience and discomfort, but, notwithstanding this, we did not hear one unkind word or one ill-natured remark from the Saints during the proceedings which occupied some little time.<br /><br />In consequence of unavoidable delays, the vessel could not be cleared until next day (21st). On the morning of the 21st President Cannon, with a number of elders, proceeded on-board the vessel for the purpose of organizing the company. Appropriate instructions were given to the Saints, and Elder Thomas E. Jeremy was appointed to preside over the company, with Elders Joseph Bull and George G. Bywater to assist him as counselors. Elder John C. Graham was chosen clerk of the company. The ship was divided off into wards, over each of which an elder was placed to preside. On the evening of the 21st the vessel proceeded to sea, laden with her freight of precious souls, and accompanied by the beat wishes and prayers of all true Saints. She had 802 souls on-board, nearly all of whom have paid their fares through to Wyoming [Nebraska]. Four elders who had come from Zion on missions, sailed in this vessel. Their names are, Thomas E. Jeremy, Joseph Bull, George G. Bywater and M. F. Farnsworth .... "<br /><br /><ms><br />"Sat. 21 [May 1864] - The ship General McClellan sailed from Liverpool, England, with 802 Saints, under the direction of Thomas E. Jeremy, Joseph Bull and George G. Bywater. It arrived at New York, June 23rd, and the company arrived at Wyoming (Nebraska) July 3rd." <cc>Mormon Immigration Index - Personal Accounts<br /><br />On board the General McClellan, Sunday, June 19, 1864. The health of this company, we believe, is more than average. It has been a subject of surprise to Captain Trask and the surgeon. They have admitted that for so large a company, they have never been associated with a more healthy or happier class of persons. Thus far, we have but one death to record: a child of five weeks, whose mother died soon after its birth in England. Two births have occurred on board. Both mothers are doing fine. Four marriages have taken place on board.<br /><br />New York to Salt Lake City<br />Jane L. Sprunt Warner Garner, a young girl from Scot.land, about the same age as Ellen Oldham, wrote of her experiences on the same voyage and a similar wagon company as Ellen Oldham. Her writing gives insight into experiences while crossing the plains in a wagon train and also about problems in the United States around 1864.<br /><br />General McClellan (May 1864) Autobiography of Jane L. Sprunt Warner Garner.<br /><br />We arrived in New York City June 23rd, and left the same day for St. Louis. It was impossible for us to get passenger cars all the way as the United States was involved in the midst of the Civil War and the government was using most of the railroads for the movement of war supplies and troops; but we, wit.h four hundred and fifty other immigrants bound for Zion, were finally fortunate enough to secure transportation in cattle cars. Arriving thus at St. Louis, we took a small river boat up the Missouri River to Omaha, arriving there July 11, 1864.<br /><br />We were several days making our tents, getting our wagons loaded and preparing for the long, hazardous journey across the plains. Mother's knee was worse, making it impossible for her to get around, so a bed was made in the wagon. My youngest brother rode with mother and me but the other three children with father walked the whole distance of one thousand and thirty-two miles.<br /><br />The remarkable faith of my mother was shown in her continued fasting and prayers for recovery. The elders administered to her and she was promised, through her faith and prayers, that she would be able to walk into the Valley of Zion. During the long, bumpy ride for eight weeks, this promise sustained her and alleviated her suffering.<br /><br />Our company was known as the Captain Rawlins Company which consisted of sixty-six wagons drawn by oxen, three or four yoke to each wagon. At night when we stopped for camp, the captain would give orders to form a circle with the wagons as a protection against the Indians. We met many on the long journey and the captain <lp1 .aill=".aill">would always give them a little sugar to keep peace with them.<br /><br />We had what they called a "good trip" having had very few deaths, and arrived in Salt Lake City, September 20, 1864, just four months and two days from the time we left our home in Scotland. My mother, as she had been promised, was able to walk into the Valley.<br /><br />Mormon Immigration Index - Personal Accounts General McClellan Voyage of May, 21, 1864 from Liverpool.<br /><br />Life in Paradise, Utah<br /><br />After remaining three weeks at Salt Lake City, the Oldham family traveled to Paradise, Cache County, in the Northern part of Utah. Their son, John Oldham, (born. 12 May 1843) who emigrated the year previous with the help of his parents had purchased a lot with a log house upon it. To this crude home they came with very grateful hearts, it being over twenty weeks since leaving their home in England. Arriving in Paradise in the last days of October 1864, most of the work that the family could do to help gain a livelihood were completed and jobs were very scarce. The father and the twelve year old son, Samuel, however, did succeed in getting a job at husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked, being the compensation. Arriving in their new home with no means whatever except the corn previously mentioned, it was a very serious question how a long winter could be tided over. This difficulty, however, was considerably lessened by Bishop David James calling the men folks of the Ward together and asking them to make such advances to the incoming emigrants as they could afford. A liberal amount of food such as meat, potatoes, flour, etc. was advanced. All of which was subsequently paid for by Ellen's father. This provided a great help, and came at a most opportune time and stirred up feelings of earnest gratitude to Bishop James and the members of his ward.<br /><br />In the latter part of that winter, John Oldham Sr. followed his old trade, hand-loom weaving, as cloth for men and women's clothing was extremely scarce and high in price. During 1865 and many succeeding years his time was largely employed in that work. For many years he counted as his year's work, one thousand yards of cloth, and when he accomplished that, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned. In the early part of 1867, Church authorities decided that due to the hostility of the Indians, the isolation of tho community and the limited amount of arable land available, it would be best to move the people and the town site of Paradise to a location three miles to the north. Old Paradise was located where Avon now exists. So most of the year 1868 was taken up with platting and surveying and in getting materials for homes, barns,<br />sheds, fences, etc. In the spring of 1868, this move was accomplished. John Oldham's son, Samuel, wrote of this time,<br /><br />"My father and mother endured the hardships and privations of those times not with feelings of complaint or discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy. This was Zion in very deed to them and they were willing to plow, plant, and build it to make an enjoyable place to live. On the 24th of November, 1874, my father died at age 61 years. My mother died on January 1, 1886, having just passed her 69th birthday. They lived an honest. and industrious life; were faithful and true to their religious convictions and raised a large and honorable family."<br /><br />Marriage to Isaac Danford Bickmore<br />After an acquaintance of nearly a year Ellen Oldham and Isaac Danford Bickmore were married on New Years Eve, December 31, 1866. The following year they settled in Paradise, Utah, where they secured land and built a home. Aside from the farm work, the next few years Isaac Danford and his brother-in-law, Jacob Abbot Oldham, built and operated a saw-mill in which much of the lumber was made that was necessary to build the new town of Paradise.<br /><br />To this union were born five sons and three daughters. These children were David Newman (born 10 January 1878, died 29 April 1962), Ellen (born 12 January 1875, died 22 June 1968), Martha Maria (born 10 October 1867, died 21 June 1958), William Oldham (born 25 October 1886, died 28 March 1965), Thomas Daniel (born 28 October 1880, died August 1881), Mary Elizabeth (born 20 March 1883, died 18 December 1973), John Jackson (born 3 July 1872, died 9 November 1939), Danford (born 28 March 1870, died 13 May 1937).<br /><br />From 1882 until 1905, Ellen and Isaac lived on a farm adjoining the town site of Paradise. In their later years, they sold the farm and bought a comfortable home in Logan where two of their married daughters, Martha and Ellen Oldham <llmm>(Larsen) lived. Ellen and Isaac were living in Logan, when Ellen became very sick. She died on January 5, 1907.<br /><b>Jacob Nelson Larsen and Ellen Oldham Bickmore Their History and Legacy August 23, 2003</b><br /><br />Ellen Oldham Bickmore Larsen was born in Paradise, Cache County, Utah on January 12, 1875, the daughter of Isaac Danford and Ellen Oldham Bickmore. My grandmother, Martha Harvel Bickmore, of Wellsville took care of me and my mother for a few weeks. Our first home was on a farm about two miles north of Paradise. Father's brother, David Bickmore, had a farm adjoining ours. Both my parents were converts to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. My father was born in Browns County, Illinois, on September 24, 1838. When 17 years of age, he started across the plains with his family to Utah to gather with the Latter-day Saints. While crossing the plains, cholera broke out among them. His father, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his Grandmother, Margaret Dicks Bickmore, became sick with cholera, died, and were buried together that night in a common grave. They had no boxes to put them in, so they wrapped them each in a feather bed. My Grandmother Bickmore, with her children, went on the next morning with her company.<br /><br />My mother, Ellen Oldham Bickmore, was born on October 1, 1847, in Bury, Lancashire, England, the daughter of John Oldham and Maria Heap Oldham. They had a family of 10 children and Ellen was the sixth child. Her parents joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1849. In 1864 they left Liverpool, England, for New York to join the Saints in Utah.<br /><br />My father, Isaac Danford Bickmore, and Ellen Oldham were married on December 31, 1866, at Paradise, Cache County, Utah. To this union were born five sons and three daughters. These children were Martha, Danford, John, Ellen, Newman, Thomas, Elizabeth, and William. Thomas died when he was about one year old.<br /><br />Railroad Work in Colorado<br />When I was about six years old, my father sold his farm and with his family took a trip to see two of my mother's brothers, Thomas and John Oldham. One lived in Atchison, Kansas, and the other lived at Cuba, Kansas. My father decided to work on the new railroad that was being built in Colorado. He brought wagons and teams and hired two men to go along. <br /><br />My father decided to take mother and the children along with him as my mother did not have very good health and he thought they would enjoy the outdoor life and she could regain her health. <br /><br />Mother and the children came back to Paradise in early fall. Then little Thomas, not quite a year old, took sick and died. In about another month my Father's brother, David Bickmore, died, leaving a wife and six children.<br /><br />My Father, still in Colorado, and very sick at the time, could not come home. This was a great sorrow for my Father and us. When my Father returned from Colorado, we settled in Paradise and he bought a farm about five blocks northeast of the Paradise Cooperative Store.<br /><br /><b>Jacob Nelson Larsen and Ellen Oldham Bickmore Their History and Legacy August 23, 2003</b><br /><br />Listed as recipient of Perpetual Emigrating Fund<br /><br /><b>NAME INDEX Compiled by Maurine Carr Ward - NAMES of PERSONS AND SURETIES indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND COMPANY FROM 1850 TO 1877 INCLUSIVE Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City 1877</b><br /><br /><b>Utah Death Certificates, 1904-1956 for Ellen Olden Bickmore</b><br />Name: Ellen Olden Bickmore<br />Titles and Terms:<br />Death Date: 05 January 1907<br />Death Place: Logan, Cache, Utah<br />Birthdate:<br />Estimated Birth Year: 1848<br />Birthplace:<br />Death Age: 59 years 2 months 14 days<br />Gender: Female<br />Marital Status:<br />Race or Color:<br />Spouse's Name:<br />Father's Name: John Olden<br />Father's Titles and Terms:<br />Mother's Name: Maria Heap<br />Mother's Titles and Terms:<br />Film Number: 2229077<br />Digital GS Number: 4120981<br />Image Number: 681<br />Certificate Number: 6<br /><br />Cause of Death: Typhoid Fever <br /><br /><b>found on familysearch.org</b></llmm></lp1></cc><br /><cc><lp1 .aill=".aill"><llmm><b></b></llmm></lp1></cc><br /><cc><lp1 .aill=".aill"><llmm><b>Good Morning</b></llmm></lp1></cc></ms><br />Oh, I am so happy a little girl said, as she sprang like a lark from her low tumble bed.<br />This morning, bright morning, good morning Pa Pa,<br />Oh, give me one kiss for good morning Ma Ma.<br />Only just look at my pretty canary, chirping as sweet as good morning to Mary.<br />The sun is peeping strait into my eyes.&nbsp; Good Morning to you, Master sun for your rise.<br />Early awaking my birdie and me, and make us as happy as happy, can be.<br />Happy you may be my dear little girl, as the Mother stroked softly her clustering curl.<br />Happy awakened this morning both you and the sun.<br />The little girl turned her bright eyes with a nod,<br />Ma, may I say "Good morning" to God?&nbsp; Yes, little darling one, surely you may, kneel as you kneel every Morning to Pray.<br />Mary knelt solemnly down with her eyes<br />They looking earnestly into the skies, Her two little hands were folded together, softly she lay on the lap of her Mother "Dear Father in Heaven," she said<br />I thank thee for watching my snug little bed, and taking good care of me all the long night, and waking me up with the beautiful light.<br />Oh keep me from naughtiness all the long day, Dear Father who taught little children to pray.<br />An angel looked down in the sunshine and smiled,<br />She saw not that angel, That beautiful child.<br /><br /><b>Recited before a large audience, in England by Ellen Oldham Bickmore at the age of four years.&nbsp; In the year 1851.</b><br /><b></b><br /><h1 class="story-title">Ellen OLDHAM Bickmore</h1><br /><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS2BD22DBC90B8913704F7423847BF104B_idses-prod02.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:43305,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/3373236?returnLabel=Ellen%20Oldham%20(KWNK-RM7)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%2F%23view%3Dancestor%26section%3Dmemories%26person%3DKWNK-RM7#" title="taytay">taytay</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="date">2013-11-11 03:13:29 GMT+0000 (UTC)</span> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">"Ellen Oldham was born in Bury, Lancashire, England 1 Oct. 1847. She was the sixth of ten children of John and Maria Heap Oldham. Her parents were native to the Lancashire area having been born and married there. The Oldham family for two generations had engaged in the weaving trade. The weaving was done by manual labor in their own home. The invention and development of power looms run by steam made a great change for people engaged in this trade. The power looms were accompanied by great opposition on the part of people who had been using hand looms and felt threatened by the new invention. Great Grandfather Oldham did not feel this way, and acquired seven looms and employed people to manipulate them. "Ellen was involved in the family at an early age. She and the rest of the children all worked the looms in factories as they were growing up. The family lived in the town next to a large factory with a smoke stack, and desired to move from this home not only because of the smoke, but because they felt that the swaying stack would fall down on their home. "In 1844 the Oldham family joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Not only did this immediately influence their lives, but also led to the family leaving the weaving trade and England. On May 18, 1864, Ellen, along with seven brothers and sisters left England with their parents. They embarked at Liverpool for New York on the sailing vessel "General McClellan". "Two of her older brothers were already in America. The eldest, William had been killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland, in the Civil War, two years before the family came to America. John, the other brother, had already arrived in Utah the year before to purchase land for the family's future home. Ellen was seventeen years of age when she made the voyage. "During the voyage two events transpired which lent excitement as well as serious apprehension to all on board. About one o'clock in the morning the tarred rigging of the ship took fire from a spark in the cooks galley. This fire spread with increasing rapidity among the ropes and sails, and when some one raised the cry of fire great excitement prevailed. A few days later when the ship was passing near the Banks of Newfoundland, she struck an iceberg. This happened at four o'clock in the morning, when the watch on deck had retired. The shock was so great that all on board were instantly awakened. It was thought that the ship was sinking but she gradually righted herself. The great rent in her prow caused by contact with the iceberg was soon covered with a tarpolin and timbers to prevent the high seas from dashing in. Fortunately the weather was fair until they arrived in New York. They landed at Castle Garden having been thirty-one days in voyage. On the evening of the day they arrived, they took passage on the steam boat, "St. John" for Albany. There they took the train and for seven days and nights threaded their way across the Eastern and middle states to St. Joseph, Missouri. They landed at a little village, "Wyoming", Nebraska, a short distance from Omaha. "After resting there about three weeks, Ellen's family started on the journey across the plains in Captain Warren's Ox train. Parts of the journey were hazardous. The parents were both sick for about three weeks. During the first part of the trip the Indians were a constant threat, and during the last part nutritious food was scarce. Ellen's memory of thr trip was quite positive however. She remarked that for her it was not a hardship because she loved the company of the other young people and the nights of singing and dancing. "After remaining two or three weeks in Salt Lake City, the family moved to Paradise in the northern part of Utah. When they arrived it was 20 weeks after leaving England. Since it was the end of October when they arrived, work was in short supply. The family immediately faced the problem of food for the winter. The difficulty was lessened by Bishop David James, who called the men of the Ward together and asked them to make such advances to the incoming immigrants as they could afford. A liberal amount of meat, potatoes, flour and other staples were given to the family. As soon as possible Ellen's father paid back his debts to his brothers. "During the winter Ellen's father returned to the weaving trade, as cloth for men and women's clothing was extremely scarce and expensive. Ellen and the other children helped again in weaving. For many years Ellen's father continued at this trade. He counted as his years work one thousand yards of cloth, and when this was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned. "In the later part of the summer of 1866, graet clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and fields surrounding it, and commenced feeding upon the crops. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season. The insects hatched from the eggs, and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus, it continued alternately for six years. One year the insects would fly in early and destroy half the crop and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crops would be almost entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers obtained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the Grasshopper War, and had the effect of keeping the people poor and unable to build up their surroundings as far as they would otherwise would have done. "During 1866 Ellen met Isaac Danford Bickmore, and after a short courtship they married in a civil ceremony on New Year's Eve. Immediately after their marriage they made their home in Wellsville, Utah, but the following winter they moved, settling in Paradise, where Ellen's husband became a farmer. "Ellen's brothers, Thomas and John, had left Utah and moved to Kansas to farm. Letters came to Ellen and Danford trying to persuade them that life would be better for them in Kansas. Danford finally decided that the family should seriously investigate the brothers offer. In the summer of 1880 they sold their farm in Paradise and went to Kansas where Thomas and John Oldham lived. At this time Ellen and Danford had six children: Martha, Danford Jr., John, Ellen, Newman, and Thomas. "After making the difficult decision to move, selling the farm land, and transporting eight people such a long way, the family was anticipating a new and much better place to live. Perhaps Ellen would have been content to stay by her family in Utah, but Danford desired the new opportunity and possible adventure. When the family arrived in Kansas, their disappointment was great. The brothers had greatly exaggerated their situation in Kansas, possibly because they so wanted Ellen and Danford with them. The Bickmore's had given up the security they had and found little to be excited about upon their arrival. Food was scarce, often meal after meal would consist of potatoes and bread. The family had made a mistake. Now Danford looked toward Texas as a possible new home for his family. Ellen was to move back to Utah while her husband worked on the new railroad and earned money for land in Texas. They travelled together as far as Gunnison, Colorado. Ellen and the children then took the train to Utah. Danford bought wagons and teams and worked on the construction of the railroad. "Ellen arrived in Paradise, Utah in the early fall. New sorrow was soon to follow, and this tragedy would determine their home for many years. A short time after her arrival Thomas, not quite one year old, became sick and died. The next month David Bickmore, her brother-in-law died and left a wife and six children. Word was sent to Danford but he was very sick with pneumonia in Colorado at the time and could not get home immediately. When he was well, he felt that the plans for Texas must be dropped and he returned to Paradise to settle and help with his brother's family. Danford and David had been very fond of one another. Danford felt that he must return and take his brother's place. The weight must have been very great on Danford, now there were eleven children and two women dependent on him. "When Ellen's husband returned they settled in Paradise on a farm about five blocks northeast of the Paradise Co-op Store. Two more children were born, Elizabeth and William. Ellen's life in Paradise was a relatively quiet one. Her time could now be spent doing things she liked best. She was an example of the hard-working, industrious, religious farm woman that was typical of this time. "Her home was one that was remembered for its home-makers atmosphere. Her culinary skills were well known. The kitchen was never without a full crock of sour cream, molasses, and caraway cookies. A special treat seen by the grandchildren was fresh whipped cream cakes, four or five layers high. Much of her social life centered around sewing bees. Her sisters and friends gathered at her long dining room table for an afternoon of fun and conversation which could be justified by the useful production of rugs. "The money that came from the sale of butter and eggs was Ellen's to do with as she saw fit. The first donation to be taken care of was tithing paid to the church. This she did by donating butter which was always individually marked with a rose symbol. During the period of time that the Logan temple was being built, she organized the "Sunday egg fund". Profits of which were given to the church for the Temple. "The picture that comes to the minds of those who remembered her was one of a kindly, hard-working family woman, always wearing a long white apron with lace and embroidery. She was surrounded by her children until they had families of their own, and she always attended each illness and birth. She was remembered for her good cooking and skillful sewing and weaving. She helped her mother with the sock-knitting from the time she was four years old. Ellen was a woman who seemed content with her lot in life. The writings left by her children suggest that she was also seen by them as a devoted, dominate woman who took an active part in shaping their lives both by teaching and example. "In 1904, Danford and Ellen sold the farm and bought a home in Logan, Utah. In the latter part of 1906, water from the corral drained toward the house and contaminated the water in the kitchen sink pump. Ellen and sons Danford, Newman, and William contacted typhoid fever and all were sick for about six weeks. On January 5, 1907 Ellen Oldham Bickmore died from the disease. "Funeral services were held at Paradise and eulogies of praise and honor were given in respect to her exemplary life and character. Her many friends and associates formed a large cortage that followed her remains to the Paradise Cemetery. She was buried on January 8, 1907." --From Family Tree Maker CD's contributed by Gordon E. White. He does not know who authored the account of Ellen Oldham. Sent by JoAnn Hall.</div><div class="story-body"></div><div class="story-body"><b>Copied from Family Tree</b></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-32700254965527044922012-08-10T16:53:00.000-07:002013-07-27T11:22:23.270-07:00NIELS CHRISTIAN SCHOW 1816-1879[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Ira Michael Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow, son of Niels Christian Schow.]<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7TTWTgYrpw/TcM-j_MqRcI/AAAAAAAAD2U/9lhdSjC87LY/s1600/NCSchowBirth%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603391149359908290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7TTWTgYrpw/TcM-j_MqRcI/AAAAAAAAD2U/9lhdSjC87LY/s400/NCSchowBirth%255B1%255D.jpg" style="display: block; height: 67px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> Niels Christian Schow Birth</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qr8yRuTZUeY/TcBZ8C8URSI/AAAAAAAAD1U/QJMpwuFuQd4/s1600/SCH0008%2B-%2BSCHOW%2BNIELS%2BCHRISTIAN%2BAND%2BMARIE%2BPEDERSEN.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602576824565777698" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qr8yRuTZUeY/TcBZ8C8URSI/AAAAAAAAD1U/QJMpwuFuQd4/s400/SCH0008%2B-%2BSCHOW%2BNIELS%2BCHRISTIAN%2BAND%2BMARIE%2BPEDERSEN.jpg" style="display: block; height: 344px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">Niels Christian Schow and Wife Marie Pedersdatter.</div><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756609147586210" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pWO-IUo2bWA/TbnidkGpxqI/AAAAAAAADwc/-kWrTar8gog/s400/Neils%2BChristian%2BSchow.jpg" style="display: block; height: 95px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 101px;" /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ounZiQ2CeFk/TbnipDTH6fI/AAAAAAAADwk/uL9r6gkK46c/s1600/Marie%2BPedersen.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756806499953138" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ounZiQ2CeFk/TbnipDTH6fI/AAAAAAAADwk/uL9r6gkK46c/s400/Marie%2BPedersen.jpg" style="display: block; height: 109px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 104px;" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYtMDNp4YF0/TbniRZeIfNI/AAAAAAAADwM/8zrWARp0a-c/s1600/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanguitch%2B1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756400134847698" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eYtMDNp4YF0/TbniRZeIfNI/AAAAAAAADwM/8zrWARp0a-c/s400/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanguitch%2B1.jpg" style="display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1cMVY2I0lY/TbniJxpNj-I/AAAAAAAADwE/tWo4owXozs4/s1600/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanguitch.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756269184815074" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B1cMVY2I0lY/TbniJxpNj-I/AAAAAAAADwE/tWo4owXozs4/s400/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanguitch.jpg" style="display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2XGoNUXZK0/TbniXBKsjRI/AAAAAAAADwU/njJ-hyTk23c/s1600/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanquitch%2Bcemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756496690089234" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2XGoNUXZK0/TbniXBKsjRI/AAAAAAAADwU/njJ-hyTk23c/s400/Niels%2BSchow%2Bpanquitch%2Bcemetery.jpg" style="display: block; height: 174px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a>Burial: Panguitch City Cemetery, Panguitch, Garfield County, Utah, USA</div><br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5XLcMk5sjQs/TbniCNYRjbI/AAAAAAAADv8/7gTh0J6hzrM/s1600/Neil%2BChristian%2BSchow.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600756139191012786" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5XLcMk5sjQs/TbniCNYRjbI/AAAAAAAADv8/7gTh0J6hzrM/s400/Neil%2BChristian%2BSchow.jpg" style="display: block; height: 252px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><strong>1. Diary of Niels Christian Schow – 1853</strong><br />a. Introduction<br />In the possession of my grandfather, Michael Juel Schow, until his death, 6 May 1925, was a small day journal, written with old fashioned brown ink, in the Danish language by Grandfather's father, Niels Christian Schow. The cover inscribed in Danish: "Daglag per Niels Chr. Schow - 1853."</div><br />Niels Christian Schow, our ancestor and the founder of our family in America was born 9 February 1816 in Randers, Denmark, the second child of Anders Jensen Schow and Anne Christensen (Eriksen). His wives were: 1, Marie Pedersen, 2, Anne Andersen (died 7 December 1858) in Sessions Settlement, Utah, (now Bountiful), and 3, Anne Marie Kirstine Rasmussen.<br /><br />Niels Christian Schow and Marie Pedersen, after conversion to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, were baptized 27 October 1850 in Aalborg. They, with three other couples baptized there the same day, were the "first fruits of the Gospel in the province of North Jutland." - page 17, The History of the Scandinavian Mission, by Andrew Jensen. Niels Christian Schow was ordained a Teacher by the close of 1850, being one of the first twelve men of Denmark to hold the Priesthood. He was ordained an Elder 4 January 1852 (p. 44), and August 1852, the fourth General Conference of the Scandinavian Mission convened in Copenhagen. - The Saints in Vendsyssel were organized as the Vendsyssel Conference with Elder Niels Christian Schow as president." (p. 60). These references from The History of the Scandinavian Mission, by Andrew Jensen, explain the authority whereby he worked in Northern Denmark as recorded in his diary.<br /><br /><div>My father, Elmer Carlos Schow, was in possession of the diary following his mother's death 15 July 1927. In about 1956 I asked Eugenie Madsen Larkin, of Willard, Utah, to translate the diary, but she told me that she had too many other responsibilities to undertake doing it. In the spring of 1958 it came into my mind to ask her again, and although this seemed foolish, I finally did. To my joy and surprise, Eugenie replied that her husband's failing health now compelled her to remain in the house with him, and she would be happy to have the interest of translating the diary. Born in Denmark, Sister Larkin spent much of her youth in Aalborg. She was well educated, having learned English at school in Denmark.</div><br />In a letter to me, dated 5 September 1958, Eugenie Larkin explained her translation of the diary as follows: "I have omitted some names, as I was not sure of them, and not acquainted with them. However, I can see that all his experiences were north of Aalborg and north of Limfjorden, a fjord that almost makes an island of northern Jutland. Aalborg, however, is on the south side of the fjord. You will notice some parentheses. They are my own inserts for better understanding."<br /><br />I have been over the diary painstakingly, and with a magnifying glass have tried to figure out the place names Sister Larkin left as blank, but in not more than two cases have I ventured a guess. I have listed all places and names she gave in the translation, and searched all the atlas maps of Denmark in the Brigham City Library, but need a more detailed map. I am wondering if some of the places he went to visit were not actually important estates which had been given names.<br /><br />My brother Sterling's daughter, Kaye Louise Schow Saling, granddaughter of Elmer C. Schow and great granddaughter of Michael Juel Schow, typed the stencils and prepared the mimeographed copies of Niels Christian Schow's missionary diary. It is our hope that having these copies will be a source of benefit and satisfaction to family members. <br /><strong>Iris W. Schow</strong> <br /><br /><strong>Diary of N.C. Schow</strong><br /><strong>Translated by Eugenia M. Larkin</strong><br />New Year's Day, Aalborg, January 1, 1853, I was in Aalborg and enjoyed myself with the Saints there, also the second of January did I stand with the Saints there. I bore my testimony in the afternoon. <br /><br /><div>Saturday, the 8th I traveled to Julsmark, where a council meeting was held in the evening. Sunday, the 9th I conducted the congregation (or meeting) where some strangers were present. Everything went peacefully and the Lord's Spirit was close to us.</div><br />Monday and Tuesday, January 10 and 11.Visited with some people in ___________ sogn, but with meager results.<br /><br />Wednesday, January 12. I visited the Saints and I found much contention among them. We held a Baptismal Meeting in the evening and I spoke to them with much power and they all prayed and humbled themselves.<br /><br />Thursday, January 13. We gathered at P. Hansgaard's where there were many strangers present. They were very attentive. The meeting was blessed with the Spirit of the Lord, and everything went peacefully and well.<br /><br />Friday, the 14th. I baptized nine at noon (12:30 O'clock). We had Baptismal Services (Confirmation) in the evening at the home of Niels Chr. and all went well and peacefully.<br /><br />Saturday evening, January 15. We held a council meeting, where I had some of our members express themselves concerning the disunities and disputes among themselves. I spoke very sternly to them, and unity was established once again.<br /><br />Sunday, the 16th. We held a meeting where I spoke. A few strangers were present. The spirit of the Lord was with us, and we partook of the Sacrament together, and we left each other's company rejoicing.<br /><br /><div>Monday, January 17th. I traveled to Saarup where I spoke to some friends who were sincerely interested in the Gospel.</div><br />Tuesday, January 18th. I went to Selstrupmark to visit my brothers and sisters, whom I found rejoicing in the Lord.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 19th. I reached my brethren, Steffen Christensen and F. Gottfredsen, who were happy in serving the Lord, and we agreed to have a meeting with Brother Niels Serup's. We anticipated a joyful evening, as three should have hands placed on their heads after baptism, but unseemly behavior of those who had received baptism prevented this, and instead we had a rough crowd of ________ and __________ (noisy hoodlums) and many enemies and an angry mob who came to throw us out, which also happened.<br /><br />Sunday, the 23rd of January. We had a meeting over in Steenbroew, where most of the members were present, and some strangers. The Lord's Spirit was near us, and the Saints felt blessed. Everything went friendly and peacefully, and we parted filled with joy from each other.<br /><br />Monday evening, the 24th January. We held a meeting at Brother Lauritz Christensen's. There were many strangers present, but they were respectful and attentive, and the meeting was friendly and good.<br /><br />Sunday, the 30th, of January. We held a meeting in ___________havn. Most of our members were present and a few strangers. The spirit of the Lord was felt abundantly among us, and we all rejoiced in the Lord, and in the evening of the same day two were baptized, Johanne Stine Pedersdatter and Johanne Marie Jensen.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 2nd of February. A prayer meeting was held and it was a blessed event.<br /><br />Thursday, the 3rd. I was in Hjørring and had a prayer meeting scheduled, which was not held. I had earlier spoken with a miller apprentice who had been baptized but had fallen away from the truth and its light, and he spoke with scornful force. He was dead to prayer and the Gospel.<br /><br />Friday, the 4th I traveled to Oster to ______________. We were commanded to preach, whereupon I stood forth and bore testimony, but was soon interrupted. We were threatened and they stood up against us, and twisted branches from trees and chased us, and we fled in the dark into a farm building. The mob followed us, and the light from a fire-brand (torch) flickered near us, whereupon we hurriedly hid but they searched for us both in the barn and stable and loft, and they got a lantern to aid in their search for us, and in the loft they first found F. Gottfredwen, whom they dragged and buffeted among themselves. They said he should be baptized with three firebrands, whereupon they led him to Oster-a a (a a means creek) and threw him in. Here they found Brother Steffen Christensen, whom they treated in a like manner and then they found me and treated me likewise. After throwing me around several times, they at last flung me into Oster-a a, and I immediately arose and fled to ___________, where I arrived at half past eleven in the evening.<br /><br />Sunday, February 6th I visited our members in Skør, where I found a sister very sick in her body, but staunch in the Spirit.<br /><br />[This ends page 4 of Mrs. Larkin's translation. At this point she has the following note. "Pages 3 and 4 are from the loose leaf in the diary. There must be more missing from the diary as the next page starts without any information as to the time and place." It looks to me that he just wrote up Sunday, February 6, 1853, twice, forgetting as he went onto the new page that he had already written about Sunday. ¾I.W.S.]¾ P. Krog, where I held a meeting in the evening. There were about 20 strangers present, who were very respectful, and everything went friendly and fine, and the Spirit of the Lord was near us.<br /><br />Saturday was spent at Brother A. Pedersen's where I found that the members were all fine. We had a council meeting in the evening, where I spoke a little to ___________, and on Sunday, the 6th of February I did travel to Napstjert and held a meeting, where there were many strangers present, and the Spirit of the Lord had power over the people, and they paid much attention. All went peacefully and friendly, and many that day had the Gospel explained to them. In the evening I baptized two, Jens Chr. Tommesen and Lars Jacobsen.Monday, the 7th of February. I visited Saints in Aalbeck, who were fine, and I spoke to many friendly people who believe our doctrine.<br /><br />Tuesday, the 8th, I traveled again to Opholm, where we had a good meeting. The Saints from the surrounding country were there, and I placed my hands on one sister's head after baptism, and many strangers were present, and all were happy, and we were blessed with the Spirit of the Lord.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 9th of February, I traveled again to Opholm, where I held a meeting in the evening at the home of schoolteacher Jensen. Some stood up against me with a very malicious spirit, for about half an hour. One left after he had done what mischief he could, and some others followed him, tired of listening to the quarrelsome attitude. After this we had a meeting where I spoke that which the Lord gave me to say.<br /><br />Thursday, the 10th of February and Sunday. ["I think it should be Friday," Mrs. Larkin notes.] I stayed mostly indoors.<br /><br />Saturday, the 12th of February, I went to Anholm, where we held a council meeting in the evening.<br /><br />Sunday, the 13th of February. We held a meeting in Slade. Five old acquaintances came there and I bore testimony to them. They were very kind, and not doubting men, but friends.<br /><br />Monday, the 14th. I went to Slade toward evening with Guston (Justen?) Andreas, who was not unfriendly, but he would not accept our belief.<br /><br />Tuesday, the 15th. Toward evening I and Brother P. Krog went to Hawlet (Kawljt?) (or Kamset?) where we spoke to some friends who were favorable toward our eachings.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 16th of February. I went again to (Hamlet or Kamset or Katfig (?) where I visited with Pronteur (forman) Meller, from Skaampgaard. He was very polite about my teachings, but maintained that the truth, is to leave all but the truth, and anyone can have that.<br /><br />Thursday, the 17th of February. I went to _______________.<br /><br />Friday the 18th. We held council meeting where I spoke to some of the brethren, and here also I suggested Brother Peder Christian Jensen, after the Spirit's prompting, should be made an Elder. This was seconded by Brother Christian Peder Nielsen, and accepted by the council.<br /><br />Saturday, February 19th. I traveled with Brother A. Pedersen to Julsmark and spent the night with his parents, and I conversed with his father about the gospel, and he was not interested.<br /><br />Sunday, February 29th. The day was spent with the Saints in meeting. They were doing fine. I found. In the afternoon we had a meeting in _____________. They were not used to strangers who were respectful and quiet, but we were fortunate and blessed this time.<br /><br />Monday, the 21st of February. I made a trip to Aalborg, where I rejoiced with the members and also visited with my own family. I went back to Julsmark the 6th of March 1853, where we held a meeting and were blessed with the Spirit of the Lord.Tuesday, the 8th of March.We had a (testimony ?) meeting, and Wednesday, the 9th of March -We held a meeting at Karl Moss' house. There were several strangers present who had a great longing for the word of God. The meeting was richly blessed, and we felt God was very, very close.<br /><br />Thursday, the 10th of March. I traveled in company with Brother Steffen Oxenterp. We visited a family who were ready for baptism. We held a little meeting, and we all were blessed by God's Spirit.<br /><br />Friday, the 11th of March. I went to Haveslev, and stopped with Brother Niels Seerup. I found the saints in good spirit and doing fine, and gathered together in the evening.<br /><br />Saturday, the 12th of March. I visited with a family in Haverslev, who were interested in our teachings, and I went afterwards to Steenbroen, where we held a council in the evening.<br /><br />Sunday, the 13th of March. We held a meeting where many interested and Saints were present. The Lord's Spirit was over us, and everything went friendly and well, and in the afternoon we held a meeting at Brother Lauritz Christensen's, where there were many strangers present. The meeting went off very peacefully and many were really interested.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 16th of March. I visited with my brothers and sisters in Skraal, where I found our sister very sick. We came back and had a meeting in the evening, and were blessed and rewarded.<br /><br />Thursday, the 17th of March. I went to visit with a family who believed.<br /><br />Saturday night, the 19th of March. We held a council meeting.<br /><br />Sunday, the 20th of March. We held a meeting with many Saints, and some strangers were present. Everything went friendly and all was blessed with God's Spirit, and in the evening Soren Songagurrg (?) and Jeppe ________________ were baptized.<br /><br />Monday, March 21. I traveled in company with Brother J. Christensen to (Skraal) where we found our sister very sick. She had been blessed with oil. Then we went to ___________, where we spoke to the Lady. Her husband was not at home, but she was very interested in our doctrine.<br /><br />Tuesday evening, March 22. We held a testimony meeting and were really blessed.<br /><br />Thursday, March 23, (Skartorsday, or the Thursday before Easter) and Good Friday (Lang Fredag), the 24th and Saturday, the 25th of March. Conference was held in ______________, where many Saints were present from the different branches. I conducted the conference, assisted by Brother Larsen. Many things were accomplished, and everything went friendly and well. I traveled to Aalberg on Saturday, the 26th of March, where I saw ____________. I talked to Sister Sørena Nielsen, and found that she, under the circumstances, was getting along fairly well.<br /><br />Sunday, 27th of March and the 28th. Conference was held in Aalborg, with Brother Larsen conducting. Many sisters were present from the different branches, and many things were discussed and handled, and everything went friendly and well.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 30th of March. I traveled in company with Brothers Larse, Tommesen, Bohn ___________berg, and Andersen to Copenhagen, where we arrived April the 5th at 6 O'clock in the afternoon.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 6th April. We attended conference there. Many Saints were present from different cities and places in the land. Many speeches were given by the brethren in (of) the priesthood.[On pages 76&nbsp;and 77 of The History of the Scandinavian Mission by Andrew Jensen, we find, "On Wednesday, 6 April 1853, a general conference of the Scandinavian Mission was opened in Copenhagen, Denmark, it being the 23rd anniversary of the organization of the Church. The first meeting commenced at 10:o'clock and after the opening exercises, President Willard Snow gave the Elders who presided over the different conferences an opportunity to report. Elder Niels Christian Schow, President of the Vendsyssel Conference, J. Larsen, President of the Aalborg Conference, and Anders Andersen, President of the Fredericaia Conference, reported their labors and the progress made in their respective conferences, as well as the condition of the Saints... The Gospel had spread throughout the land, and missionaries had gone as far north as Skagen, the northernmost point of Jutland, and everywhere the message declared by the Elders caused a great stir among the population... All the speakers encouraged the Saints to be humble and faithful. 'We have suffered long enough for our own sake,' said Elder Schow, 'and we ought to rejoice now that we can suffer for the sake of Christ.'" Elder Schow is the only speaker at the conference whose direct words are quoted in The History of the Scandinavian Mission.]Brother (W.) (Willard) Snow conducted the conference, and many things were explained to friends of the Church. Everything went off friendly, and the conference closed April the 10th. I traveled in company with the brethren from Zion, Haagen, and Pedersen, also Larsen, Bohn, and Tommassen, from Copenhagen via Aarhus to Aalborg, and arrived there on the 15th, where I stayed at home with my family and enjoyed visiting among the Saints until the 24th. I then traveled to Julesmark, where I found the Saints gathered in the home of Brother P. Ottesen. I spoke a little to them, and I had a talk, after the meeting, with Brother P. Moss and Niels _________'s children, who were rather weak in the faith.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 27th of April. We held a council meeting at Brother P. Ottosen's and we held a prayer meeting the following Sunday at his home, also.<br /><br />Sunday, the 1st of May. We held our meeting at Brother Black's where I conducted. Some strangers were present, but they were very interested, and several Saints were also present, and the meeting was blessed with the Spirit of the Lord, and everything went friendly and well, and in the afternoon a cottage meeting was held and Brother Niels ________________,s, where his sons were present, but most of the congregation were members. I spoke to them and everything went friendly and well. Black's wife was baptized. We had a council meeting Monday at Brother Black's where I spoke directly to the brethren.<br /><br />Tuesday, the 3rd of May. I had a talk with Brother Niels ____________ and his children, who were weak in the faith and found they wanted to be excommunicated from the Church. They said they had been baptized against their own wishes. I also had a talk, the same day, with Brother Black and his children and found there was much conflict and doubt among them. I spoke pretty (very) straight to them, and they confessed (or acknowledged) their sins and humbled themselves, although it was Wednesday the 4th before I really had them converted.<br /><br />Thursday, the 5th of May. I held a meeting at Brother Niels Christian's where most of the Saints were present. The Spirit of the Lord was with those assembled, and all were happy in the Lord. I left there in the afternoon at 2:00 o'clock and arrived at ___________havn in the evening about half past eight. There, to my great joy, my wife met me.<br /><br />Sunday, the 8th of May. I held a meeting in Steenbroen, where most of the Saints were present, and also some strangers who were all very attentive, and everything went friendly and well. We also held a meeting in the afternoon with Brother Langesen's. There were many strangers, and well as Saints present. All paid much attention, and everything went friendly and well. <br /><br />I baptized Christian Christiansen on Tuesday, the 10th of May.<br /><br />We held a meeting on Wednesday, the 11th of May, which was richly blessed.<br /><br />Thursday, the 12th of May. I traveled with my wife to Aalborg.<br /><br />Saturday, the 14th. My wife and I, Brother Larsen and his wife spent the day at home. I then left Aalborg and arrived at ___________havn about 15 minutes to 12 that night. I baptized two sisters the next morning early.<br /><br />Sunday, the 15th of May. On the way back from Rønnberg (or Rommberg) Klint I held a meeting in ___________havn, where there were many strangers and most of the Saints (members) present. The meeting was blessed, and in the afternoon I reached Hjørring with Brother Jens Christensen. We administered to and blessed Sister Signe Brun, and this gave us an opportunity to bear our testimonies to some strangers who were present and seemed impressed.<br /><br />We spent Monday, the 16th of May in Hjørring, and visited at Niels Hamberg's home. We also had opportunity to bear testimony to some strangers who seem impressed and humble.<br /><br />Wednesday, the 18th. We went by wagon to _______________ and visited our brother, to find out how he was. We found our Brother in good spirit, and returned in the evening to hold a cottage meeting, which was richly blessed.<br /><br />We held a council meeting on Saturday evening, May 21, and decided to hold worship every Sunday afternoon, where the Saints should stand up and express their feelings.<br /><br />Sunday, the 22nd of May. We held a meeting in __________havn. Most of those present were members, but there were also a few strangers. The meeting was blessed with the Spirit of the Lord, and everything went friendly and well. I went to Hjørring in the afternoon with Brother J. Christensen, to the home of Jorgen Hammelhej to hold a meeting where a few had gathered. I bore testimony, but saw it made very little impression.<br /><br />Saturday, the 21st. We had visited with Brother Mickel Christensen and Brother P. C. Jensen and their wives, and also with Sister Maren Kristine Burn Fogt.<br /><br />We held a meeting on Wednesday, the 25th of May and were very much blessed.<br /><br />Brother H. F. Christensen left for Copenhagen Friday the 27th of May and I, in the company with Brother J. Christensen and Laust Christensen, went to Brother P. Andersen's.<br /><div>I left in company with Brother Steffen Christensen on Saturday, May 28th for Morbjerg Sogn, where we found our sister well, but rather in poor circumstances. We went from there to our members in Lackhjem but found no one at home. We then went to visit the Thomsen's and slept there that night. We found both the man and his sons at home.</div><br />We left there Sunday, the 29th of May, for ____________, where we held meeting with the members, who were all doing well. There were a few strangers present, who gave us their names.We then left for N__________ (might be Napstjert), where we held a meeting in the afternoon, most of the membership was present, and many strangers who seemed very interested and it looked as though some of these would be baptized. The meeting was blessed richly with the Spirit of the Lord.<br /><br /><div>Monday, May 30th. We had a case of ill will among some of the brethren, but were able to have it settled peacefully.</div><br />Tuesday, May 31. We visited the Saints in Aalbak (Aalback?). We found them doing well, and we spoke to several people who seemed very much impressed with our doctrine.<br /><br />Wednesday, June 1. We held a meeting in Napstjert where most of our members were present, also some strangers, who were very attentive. The meeting was blessed, and everything went friendly and well.<br /><br />Thursday, the 2nd of June. I organized, after the Spirit's prompting, a branch, and we called it the Napstjerte Branch. Brother Steffen Christensen was sustained as superintendent. This branch was started with 17 members. We left for Opholm, where we held a council meeting in the evening, and things were planned for Sunday.<br /><div><br /><br /><strong>1. Neils Christian Schow</strong><br />[This is the history of the family of Neils Schow and Sarah Ellen Fotheringham Schow, as we remember it and can tell it, with help of diaries and the stories we loved to hear. We, Beverly Rae (Weston) Palmer and Betty Ellen (Crookston) Carson decided that someone should put together this history. We are two of few remaining cousins (granddaughters ) of Nels and Sarah (Nellie) Schow. This has always been a close-knit family and we have between us diaries, family stories and history told to us by our folks and other family members. There are genealogy sheets and pictures. We have tried to put all this together so it is interesting to all and hopefully accurate.]<br /><br />Neils, or Nels Christian Schow was born December 6th, 1866 at Mantua, Box Elder County, Utah, to Neils Christian Anderson Schow and Anne Marie Kirstine Rasmussen Schow.&nbsp; The family left Brigham City, where they were living when Nels was six years old, moving to Panguitch, Utah, with other settlers to help colonize the region. His father was a tailor by trade, worked in the Co-Op mercantile in Panguitch, being part owner.&nbsp; There were three boys and three girls in the Schow family:<br />Marie, was born August 3, 1863, died October 26, 1863<br />Gedske, born September 20, 1864, died July 29, 1933<br />Neils, born December 6, 1866<br />Anne, born Septtember 30, 1871, died August 20, 1872<br />Louis, born April 6, 1873, died September 24, 1873<br />Charles, born December 4, 1874,died April 26, 1948.<br /><br />Anne was born in Panaca, Nevada, so it must be assumed the family was living there at that time. Nels's father passed away on February 2, 1879 and his mother died on July l2, 1879, within months of her husband. She died following childbirth complications. Nels, his sister Gedske, who was married to James Henrie at the time, and younger brother Charles were left orphans within a few short months. After the death of his parents, Nels lived in Escalante with his half brother James for about four years, then he went to live with his father's first wife (Aunt Mary) in Panguitch. She passed away when he was seventeen years old. Nels then went to live with his sister Gedske and her husband and was immediately put to work doing a man's work. He stayed with them for several years.<br /><br />He attended school at the Murdock Academy in Beaver, Utah in 1887. While there he lived with Grandma Fotheringham's family; it was then that he met Sarah Ellen, affectionately called Nellie, whom he later married. They were married November 9, 1889 at Richfield, Utah.<br /><br />Nels taught school for two years at Orton, and one year at Cannonville, this was about 1891. The family then moved to Panguitch—Metta and Kenneth were born while they lived there. Mother (Mary) informs me that Metta should have been Mette, that's the old Danish spelling. The family lived at Panguitch until 1894, then as the result of the 1893-94 depression and the fact that he was unable to collect monies due him, Nels was unable to make the final payment ($80.00) on his home and holdings there. The property was lost and the family moved to the Lower Valley, about twelve miles north of Milford, Utah. This was a new farming region, then opening up for homesteads and producing marvelous crops of grain and hay. The Schows homesteaded a farm about six miles south of Blackrock. They left the valley in 1896 and moved to Frisco, where Nels worked in the Horn Silver Mine, a silver producer, booming at that time. They spent the winter of 1896-7 there. The family was now increased to three children, Metta, Kenneth and Marie. Their next move was to Beaver, where they spent some time and then returned to the Lower Valley, now called Reed. They spent the winter of 1898 on the James Forgie farm, both families living there, Spencer had been born during that year.<br /><br />Their next move was to the Smithson farm, for one winter, then back to Milford, where Mary was born in September 1901.<br /><br />Nels had an opportunity to take over the big Murdock Ranch in the Lower Valley as a sort of general manager, to share in the stock increase and in the crops produced. This was a big ranch, fertile and level. It produced enormous crops of grain and alfalfa, and the family did very well here.<br /><br />Nels furnished the beef cattle for the Meat and Grocery business operated by his brother-in-law, Steve Fotheringham in Milford. Letha was born in Frisco in December of 1903, possibly while the family was still living in Milford. In 1907 the Schows moved to Milford, where Nels joined Steve Fotheringham in the grocery business, disposing of his interest in the cattle etc. from the Murdock Ranch venture and investing it in the grocery business. He purchased a home in town, a two-room frame structure and added to it. The partnership with Steve lasted for several years, then Steve sold his interest in the Milford store and purchased a thriving business in Newhouse. The Milford business became "N. C. Schow and Sons." The store catered to the miners at the Moscow Mine, and Kenneth drove to and from the mine at regular intervals with groceries and he also carried mail.<br /><br />Nels was a very capable cattleman and farmer but the grocery business was not his expertise; he was honest to a degree and assumed that everyone else was the same. He extended too much credit and could never pass up a hard luck story—as a result, he was forced to close the business and move back to Reed about 1912 or 1913. At this time Kenneth was called on a mission to Denmark and then with the war raging in Europe, the missionaries were returned to the states, Kenneth finished his mission in Kansas.<br /><br />The old Curfew ranch at Reed was home for the Schows for several years, one hundred ten acres of very fertile land and it was made to pay, so much so, that it was sold in 1917 and the family moved back to Milford where Spencer and Mary were already living and attending high school. Nels also purchased land in Enterprise about this time and the family spent at least two summers there.<br /><br />Nels was town Marshall for a time about the year 1910, but the harsh treatment accorded prisoners at that time was completely foreign to his nature, so the position was of short duration.<br /><br />While on the Curfew farm he was appointed County Commissioner and served two terms. In order to attend the meetings it was necessary for him to flag the train at Reed Station, ride to Milford, and then take a stage from there to Beaver, making this a two or three day trip.<br /><br />Nels went to work for the Union Pacific Railroad on January 1, 1918, working at the freight depot as a checking clerk. During the depression the railroad cut their working force as an economic measure and his job was abolished, so he went to Delta for a time, when that job was abolished he went back to Milford as a section hand in order to save his seniority, his foreman said of him that he could out work any two of his men. He retired February 1, 1937 at the age of 71.<br /><br />He was ward clerk for a number of years, also acted as 2nd counselor to Bishop Burns and as a clerk for Bishop Bird. He was an ardent fisherman and enjoyed nothing more than a picnic trip with his family or a hunting trip with his grandson, Jack Weston Jr., a sport he enjoyed until about 1955 when he was forced admit that he could no longer "sight his gun."<br /><br />This history was written by his daughter, my Mother, Mary Schow Crookston, in another part of this history will be a collection of little stories that Mother wrote about all the things she remembered about growing up, I'm sure there will be something each family will enjoy, as she told something about everyone. Her memory to this day is fantastic—I think she can out-do me at times and she is 93. There is a story Grandpa and Grandma used to tell about Grandpa's father, he was the eldest son of a very wealthy landowner, I believe a castle was even mentioned, but he stood to inherit the holdings. He decided to migrate to the United States and his father told him if he did that he would be written out of the family Bible, disinherited. He came to the United States and when Kenneth was on his mission to Denmark he made a trip to the family estate. Just as they had said, Neils Christian Anderson Schow had been marked out of the Bible. It was as though he had never existed. I don't know if the story is true, but it makes good telling doesn't it? I found some pictures and articles on the part of Denmark that the Schows came from and will put them in this history. (1995).<br /><br />I want to share my memories of Grandpa Schow, I hope Beverly will too, Johnny Weston should have some very good ones too, if we can get them all together. I wasn't as lucky as a few of the cousins who lived in Milford and grew up around Grandpa and Grandma Schow but we did spent every summer there, from early June to late August. I think those summers held some of my very best memories. When I was little, Grandpa was eight feet tall, at least so it seemed, I guess when you're small a tall man looks so very, very big. He was a big man, over six feet tall and big boned. His hair was brown, fine and thinning as he got older, but he didn't go gray until he was in his late seventies. His eyes were blue and he had a quiet, gentle way about him. I don't remember ever seeing him mad; oh, once or twice he'd chase us out of his garden, maybe turn the hose on us, but only in fun.<br /><br />He had such patience. I remember him teaching me to fish, Of course he would have to bait my hook and if I was lucky enough to catch a fish he'd have to take it off the hook. (I did catch a few!) All this time he was trying to do a little fishing of his own, but he never said a thing. All the families, the Westons, the Smyths, the Crookstons and sometimes the Lewis's would camp out for ten days to two weeks in the Beaver Mountains or up on the Mammoth, in the Cedar Mountains. Every summer we did this, and Grandpa never missed a trip. Those days the roads were terrible, the cars were just as bad and we always had to stop at least two or more times on the way because the radiators were boiling over. Grandpa was always the first out of the car, carrying a can or pail to get water for the car. He never missed a picnic up in the cedars out of Milford; we ate a lot of suppers up in the cedars. He brought in the first wood for the fire, and never failed to warn us children to look out for rattlesnakes!<br /><br />Every once in awhile he would go somewhere that took him out of town overnight—did that make me happy! I could sleep in his feather bed. He had his own room out on the back porch and that bed was something special—I'd get in and sink out of sight, but was it comfortable!<br /><br />I remember him telling us of the time in Panguitch, when he was just about ten or eleven, the militia came to get John D. Lee, who was next door. He remembered the men all in black and John D. Lee was hiding in the chicken coop, it left quite an impression on him, especially after they killed Mr. Lee at Mountain Meadows.<br /><br />I can still see his big workworn hands; he had eczema. Whenever we were in the mountains he'd find a pine tree and smear pine gum on the raw spots, claimed it really did help. He had a real green thumb; his gardens and flowers were wonderful! My Mom said if he'd set a fence post in the ground it would probably sprout. He really did enjoy life. He and my Dad, Frank Crookston liked to walk up or down the Beaver River together, fishing—they liked to fish anywhere for that matter. He did his hunting with young John Weston—they spent a lot of time together. During the depression my Dad lost his job, Grandpa arrived on the train with a big trunk filled with potatoes, cabbage, beets, carrots and bottled preserves. He was really something! I wish my children could have known him as I did but they were too little to remember him before he became ill. He died September 18, 1962 on my Mother's birthday.<br /><strong>writeFooterFP();</strong><br /><br /><strong>Niels Christian Schow</strong>, our ancestor and the founder of our family in America, was born on the 9th of February 1816, in Randers, Denmark. He was a son of Anders Jensen Schow, who was born in 1786 in Hebra, Randers County, Denmark, and Anne Christensen Ericksen, born in 1790, in Viborg, Denmark. (Viborg Co., N. C. wrote). Niels Christian Schow had one brother, James who was born the 3rd of December 1813. </div><br />Of Niels Christian Schow's boyhood we have no known record, but we do have some letters and records which he wrote. These indicate that he was educated to read and write well in the Danish language. He must also have received some instruction in music at some period in his life, as he served later as a choir leader, and also played in a band. He was skilled in the trade of tailoring clothing, and during his life in Denmark he earned his living at that occupation. His Granddaughter, Ane Henrie Excell states, "Grandpa used to tie and dye yarn, and it was very pretty." Mother Gedske said, "Mother said he tied and dyed yarn." (the 6th N. C. wrote) <br /><br />On the 16th of January 1836, Niels Christian's mother died in Viborg County, Denmark. His father died in 1847 in Aalborg County, and his brother James died the 23rd of April 1848 in Slevich, so that there is no record that any of his immediate family were still living at the time of his conversion to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.<br /><br />Niels Christian Schow's first wife was Marie Christensen, sometimes known as Marie From, because of the use of her step-father's surname. She was born on the 9th of June 1809 in Aalborg, Denmark, the daughter of Kristen Kristensen (Chresten Christensen, N. C.'s spelling) and Kerstine Rasmussen (Sonichsen, wrote N.C.).<br /><br />The children of their family, born before their conversion, were:<br /><div>Aalborg Erich (Ira) Christian From Schow, born 7 October, 1837 in Aalborg. (Ira was the son of Marie's former marriage, adopted by Niels Christian.)<br />Kirstine Rasmine Schow, born 1 January, 1842, and died 5 October, 1843, in Aalborg.<br />Kirstine (Christina) Rasmine Schow, born 19 January, 1844 in Aalborg.<br />Michael Joel Schow, born 16 September, 1848, in Aalborn (N. C. wrote September 12th).<br />Jens (James) Schow, born 12 September, 1848, in Aalborn, (N. C. wrote September 16th).</div><br />Before the coming of the Mormon Missionaries, according to The History of the Scandinavian Mission, by Andrew Jensen, "In Aalborg, as well as in Copenhagen, there were in 1830, quite a number of Baptists who seemed to be very sincere in their worship, and the success following the preaching of the gospel in the capital of Denmark was undoubtedly the main reason why the attention of the first Elders was drawn to the same class of people in the city of Aalborg. Among the leading Baptists in the vicinity of Aalborg was Hans Peter Jensen, the owner of a large mechanical establishment in Norre Sundby. He was also "Forstander" or president of the Baptists in Aalborg and vicinity. This Mr. Jensen and other influential Baptists were evdeavoring to adjust some differences of opinion existing among the members of that denominiation concerning certain doctrinal points, when Elder (George Parker) Dykes, unexpectedly to them, arrived in Aalborg."<br /><br />This was the situation in Aalborg when Elder Dykes arrived. William Niels Schow, son of Michael Joel Schow, told Iris W. Schow the following account of the conversion of Niels Christian Schow to the L.D.S. faith as he remembered having heard it in his family:<br /><br />Niels Christian Schow and his friend, Hans Peter Jensen went to the meeting held by the Elders in Aalborg. They made up their minds they would get the missionary into the Jensen home and show him where he was wrong. Hans Peter Jensen invited the missionary to dinner, and Niels Christian Schow hastened to get his own dinner over with and rush to the Jensen home. When he arrived, H. P. Jensen was sitting leaning his head on his hand and listening intently, while the missionary was doing all of the talking. Niels Christian could see that Hans Peter was being convinced by the missionary. He did not last long himself in the discussion with the missionary. The two friends were converted, and they and their wives were among the first 8 baptized in Aalborg.<br /><br />Continuing to quote from The History of the Scandinavian Mission (p. 17, col. 1), Mr. Jensen became one of his first converts and he, together with his wife, Sarah, Josephine Katrine Hensen, and six others were baptized on 27 October, 1850, as the first fruits of the gospel in the province of North Jutland. The names of the six others were: Niels Christian Schow and wife (Marie), Ole Christian Nielsen and wife (Else Katrine), and Hans Frederik Petersen and wife (Helene Nathilde). Some of these first converts in Aalborg subsequently became prominent and active in the Chruch, especially Hans Peter Jensen. <br /><br />Niels Christian Schow's wife's mother and step-father, Erich Christian From and Kirstene From were baptized in November of 1850 in Aalborg. (N. C.'s record) <br /><br />According to the History book quoted, there were about 100 Church members in Copenhagen and 30 in Aalborg and vicinity by the close of 1850. Twelve of the local brethren had been ordained to the lesser Priesthood, ten in Copenhagen and two in the Aalborg Branch. . . . In the Aalborg Branch, the Priesthood consisted of Priest, Hans Peter Jensen and Teacher, Niels Christian Schow. Niels Christian Schow, then, was one of the first 12 converts of Denmark to hold the Priesthood (p. 20). On January 4, 1852 the first conference to be held in Aalborg, Denmark convened. Niels Christian Schow was ordained an Elder and appointed to preside over the Aalborg Branch. His friend, Brother Jensen, became president of the new Vendsyssel Branch. Soon after, 30 persons were added to the Church at Aalborg (p. 44). On Thursday, August 12, 1852, the fourth general conference of the Scandinavian Mission convened in Copenhagen. The Saints in Vendsyssel were organzied as the Vendsyssel Conference with Elder Niels Christian Schow as president (p. 60). <br /><br />On the 13th of September, 1851 Marie's last baby, Mary Magdalene Schow, was born dead at Aalborg. This indicates that the family was still living at Aalborg at that time. <br /><br />Just when Niels Christian Schow's missionary work for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints began, we do not know. But he kept a brief diary beginning with January 1, 1853, which indicates he was doing missionary work at that time in the area north of Aalborg, which is cut off from the rest of the Jutland Peninsula by the Fjord of Limfjorden. <br /><br />A few excerpts from N. C. Schow's diary follow:<br /><div>Saturday January 8, I traveled to Julsmark.<br />Wednesday January 12, I visited the saints and found much contention among them. We held a Baptismal meeting in the evening, and I spoke to them with much power, and they all prayed and humbled themselves.<br />Friday January 14, I baptized 9 at noon. We held Baptismal services (confirmation) in the evening . . . and all went well and peaceful. </div><br />The next portion is the most adventurous experience he recorded.<br /><div>Thursday February 3, . . . I was in Hjirring and had a prayer meeting scheduled, which was not held. I had earlier spoken with a miller-apprentice who had been baptized, but had fallen away from the truth and its light, and he spoke with scornful force. He was dead to prayer and the Gospel. On Feb. 4th, I traveled to Oster where we were commanded to preach, whereupon I stood forth and bore testimony, but was soon interrupted. We were threatened, and they stood up against us, and twisted branches from trees and chased us, and we fled in the dark into a farm building. The mob followed us, and the light from a firebrand flickered near us, whereupon we hurriedly hid ourselves. But they searched for us both in the barn and stable loft. They got a lantern to aid in their search for us. In the loft they first found F. Gottfredsen, whom they dragged and buffeted among themselves. They said he should be baptized with three firebrands, whereupon they led him to Oster-AA (AA means creek) and threw him in. Here they found Brother Steffen Christensen, who they treated in a like manner; and then they found me and treated me likewise. After throwing me around several times, they at last flung me into Oster-AA, and I immediately rose and fled to where I arrived at half past eleven in the evening.<br /><br />Of a local conference at Aalborg on Sunday March 27 and 28, Niels Christian wrote, "Everything went friendly and well," an expression which he often used. His modesty is shown in his account of the conference he attended at Copenhagen, of which he wrote:<br /><br />"Wednesday the 30th of March—I traveled in company with Brothers Larsen, etc. to Copenhagen, where we arrived April 5 at 6 o'clock . . . and Wed. the 6th attended conference there . . . Many speeches were given by the brethren of the priesthood." Yet on pages 76-77 of the History of the Scandinavian Mission we find: "On Wednesday, April 6, 1853, a general conference of the Scandinavian Mission was opened in Copenhagen, Denmark, it being the 23rd anniversary of the organization of the Church. The first meeting commenced at 10 o'clock, and after the opening exercises, president Willard Snow gave the Elders who presided over the different conferences an opportunity to report. Elder Niels Christian Schow, President of the Vendyssel Conference, J. Larsen, President of the Aalborg Conference, and Anders Andersen, President of the Fredericia Conference reported their labors and progress made in their respective conferences, as well as the condition of the Saints . . . . The gospel had spread throughout the land and missionaries had gone as far north as Skagen, the northmost point of Jutland, and everywhere the message declared by the Elders caused a great stir among the population . . . All the speakers encouraged the Saints to be humble and faithful. 'We have suffered long enough for our own sakes,' said Elder Schow, 'and we ought to rejoice now that we can suffer for the sake of Christ.'" Elder Schow is the only speaker at that conference who is directly quoted in the History. Following the conference, he arrived at Aalborg on the 15th and visited his family until April 24, 1853. </div><br />N. C. Schow's diary continues until June 2, 1853. In it he recorded many day-to-day accounts of meetings held and his personal efforts to settle differences among the Saints. <br /><br />"On the afternoon of December 22, 1853," states The History of the Scandinavian Mission (p. 87), "the first emigrant Company of the season, the third emigrating company of Saints from Scandinavia set sail from Copenhagen on board the steamship Slesvig, (301 souls) under the presidency of Christan J. Larsen . . . . By way of Kiel, Gluckstadt, and Hull, the emigrants reached Liverpool, England, on December 28th, and on January 1, 1854, they went on board the ship Jesse Munn, chartered by the presidency in Liverpool for the transportation of the Scandinavian Saints." <br /><br />"The company sailed form Liverpool January 3, 1854, and after a prosperous voyage, arrived at the mouth of the Mississippi River January 16th, 1854. On the 20th the Jesse Munn arrived in New Orleans, where . . . Larsen made a contract for further transportation of the company to St. Louis, Missouri." <br /><br />Christina Schow Henrie's sketch states that the Schows left Denmark in 1853, "Going by sailing vessel to Liverpool, England, and then sailing on the good ship Jesse Munn to New Orleans, arriving there on February 16, 1854. The voyage was continued up the Mississippi River to Kansas City, Missouri, where they remained for a time preparing for the journey across the plains, which trip they made in Captain Hans Peter Olsen's Company. She walked the entire distance, except for two afternoons. <br /><br />The History of the Scandinavian Mission (p. 88-89) states that the Jesse Munn Company and the Benjamin Adams group merged at Kansas City under Captain Hans P. Olsen, beginning the trek across the Plains on May 9, 1854. There were 69 wagons grouped in tens. "To each wagon were attached 4 oxen and 2 cows. From 10 to 12 persons were assigned each wagon." It is obvious why Christina had to walk. They arrived in Salt Lake Valley October 5, 1854. <br /><br />Excerpt from Christina's sketch:<br /><div>Their first home was made in Bountiful, Utah where they underwent all the trying hardships incident to the settlement of that country, among them, the grasshopper wars. </div><br /><div>Before they got them a home of their own, they lived in Chris Hyrise's stable. While there, Niels Christian and his two oldest boys pulled the sunflowers and weeds from his wheat for 10 pints of flour a week. During this time, Marie, Christina, Michael, and James gathered pig weeds. They stripped the leaves and tender stems from the weeds and cooked them. Part of them were thickened with flour and baked into bread, using sour milk and salarotus, which they gathered from off the ground for soda to raise the bread. They walked a mile twice a week for skimmed milk. The rest of the weeds were stewed and eaten with the bread. This was their food supply for six weeks, for a family of seven. After the field of wheat was ripe, they pulled it and bound it into bundles. They were allowed to glean the heads of wheat from the edges of the field for their own use. They threshed it with sticks and carried it to the mill, where it was ground into flour. From that time on they were never without flour. </div><br />While at Bountiful (Sessions Settlement), Niels Christian Schow married a second wife, Anne (Anderson?) who had been born in Denmark in 1822. Anne died the 7th of December 1858, at Sessions Settlement, Davis County, Utah. <br /><br />Niels Christian Schow and his wife Marie took their endowments the 19th of March 1857.&nbsp; On the 19th of October, 1861 Niels Christian Schow married his third wife, Anne Marie Kirstine Rassmussen. Anne was born the 3rd of April, 1842, at Galton, Aarhus County, Denmark. Niels Christian's letters to his son, Michael, indicate there was a loving, harmonious relationship existing in his polygamous family. <br /><br />The Schows moved to Brigham City, Box Elder County, Utah. The History of Box Elder County states, "In the early sixties, Brigham City maintained a good band," and N. C. Schow is listed among the members of it. <br /><br />In the spring of 1863 the Niels Christian Schow family joined with a small group of Latter-day Saint families to found the little town of Mantua, in a small valley east of Brigham City. Here N. C. Schow did an important work as the first Superintendent of the L.D.S. Sunday School.<br /><br /><div>During their years in Box Elder County, the following children were born to N. C. Schow and his thrid wife, Anne Marie:<br />Marie Schow, born 3 August 1863, Brigham City; blessed 13 September; died 26 October 1863, Brigahm City<br />Gedske Schow, born 20 September 1864, Box Elder valley; blessed 4 October by Brother Rasmus Nielsen<br />Niels Christian Schow, born 6 December 1866, Box Elder valley; blessed 10 December by Brother Rasmus Nielsen </div><br />At some time after the close of the year of 1866, Niels Christian Schow and his families moved to Panaca, Lincoln County, Nevada to help start this settlement for the Church. While they lived there, a child, Anne Schow, was born to Anne Marie on the 3rd of April, 1871. She was blessed 3 June, 1871, and died 20 August, 1871. The Henrie Family History states that the Schow families were called by the Church to help settle Panaca along with the James and Samuel Henrie families and others. Life at Panaca was hazardous because of the bitter opposition of mobs. <br /><br />In 1871 the President of the Church released the Saints from the Panaca Mission on account of the bitter opposition of the Pioche miners and the controversy over the taxes, whether they belonged to Utah or Nevada. He told them they could go wherever they wanted to, but he would like James and Samuel Henrie and families, also Grandfather Schow and family to go over to Panguitch on the head of the Sevier River, and help settle that part of Utah. They really wanted to go back to Davis County, Utah, but an indication from the President meant the same as a "call!" So they made their preparations to move to Panguitch, Utah. When they arrived, the women were very discouraged. Cold winters and short growing seasons made them think it would be next to impossible to live there and rear their families, but that call from the President of the Church helped them to make up their minds to stay on. (The Henrie Family History) <br /><br />On the 6th of April, 1873, a son, Louis Rasmussen Schow, was born to Anne Marie and N. C. He was blessed 13 April, 1873, by Brother Elmer, and died 24 September, 1873, at Panguitch, Iron County, Utah. <br /><br />Carl Frederick Schow (Charles) was born to them on the 4th of December, 1874, and blessed by Brother James Henrie the same day at Panguitch. <br /><br />Anne Marie Henrie Schow writes of what she has heard of her grandfather, N. C. Schow, "I know that Grandpa Schow was the choir leader for some time, and people have told me that he was a good one. Then he was a tailor, and a good one. He had a little table two and a half feet long and a big gooseneck sad iron he pressed with. He built the table. It was one and a half feet wide. I have it in my home at Panguitch and prize it very much. I also have the iron. <br /><br />"Then Grandpa used to tie and dye yarn, and it was very pretty," Mother (Gedske) said. <br /><br />Two or three times a year, at least, Niels Christian Schow wrote long, newsy letters to his son Michael and his wife Christina, who had remained at Mantua. These letters reveal much of his personality. He could write interestingly without backbiting or complaining. He always asked to be remembered to old friends. He discussed items of historical interest such as Andrew's exploring trips and the establishment of the United Order. Both of his wives were mentioned affectionately, and he always had respect and affection for his in-laws. He never ceased to admonish his son, Michael, to be loyal to the Gospel, and he always urged Michael to come to southern Utah. His sense of humor was frequently in evidence. His letters make good reading.<br /><br />Niels Christian Schow died on the 2nd of February, 1879, at Panguitch, Utah. He was buried in the Panguitch Cemetery. <br /><br />1. Sources of Information for the Sketch<br /><div>The History of the Scandinavian Mission, by Andrew Jensen<br />History of Box Elder County, by the Daughters of the the Utah Pioneers<br />History of the Henrie Family<br />Missionary Diary of Niels Christian Schow, translated from Danish by Euginia Larkin (Diary is for the year 1853)<br />Family data listed in the back of the above diary<br />Conversations with William Nielson Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow, and Christina Hansen (Sorensen) Schow. He is a grandson of N. C. Schow (I recorded these conversations at the time I talked with him.)<br />Sketch of the Life of Kirstine Rasmine Schow Henrie (Christina), obtained from her daughter, Evadean Henrie Bell, Box 175, Panguitch, Utah.<br />A letter from Ane Henrie Excell to Iris W. Schow, (Mrs. Excell is a daughter of Gedske Schow Henrie, and a granddaughter of Niels Christian Schow). </div><br />2. Additions Made When Recopying, 1964<br /><div>Niels Christian Schow's diary further states of this conference: "Brother W. Snow conducted the conference, and many topics were explained to friends of the Church. Everything went off friendly, and the conference closed April the tenth."<br />"Wednesday, the 13th I traveled in company with the brethren from Zion, Hagan and Pederson, also Larsen Bolm, and Tomesen, from Copenhagen via Aarhus to Aalborg, and arrived there on the 15th, where I stayed at Aarhus home with my family, and enjoyed visiting among the Saints until the 24th."<br /><br />Another quotation from the N. C. Schow diary illustrates the man's zeal in the Gospel, and his happy home life: "Tuesday, 3rd of May, I had a talk with Brother Niels ________ and his children, who were weak in the faith, and found they wanted to be excommunicated from the Church. They said they had been baptized against their own wishes. I also had a talk the same day with Brother Black and his children, and found there was much conflict and doubt among them. I spoke pretty (or very) straight to them, and they confessed (or acknowledged) their sins and humbled themselves, although it was Wednesday the 4th before I really had them converted."<br /><br />"Thursday, 5th of May, I held a meeting at Brother Niels Christian's, where most of the Saints were present. The spirit of the Lord was with those assembled, and all were happy in the Lord."<br /><br />"I left there in the afternoon at 2 o'clock and arrived at ___havn in the evening about half past eight. there, to my great joy, my wife met me."<br /><br />N. C. Schow's diary continues until June 2, 1853. In it he recorded many day-to-day accounts of meetings held. </div><br />William Henrie is the emigrant ancestor of the Henrie family in Utah. He and his family left their home in Kirtland, Ohio soon after they joined the Church and joined the Saints at Nauvoo, Illinois. They acquired an 80 acre tract of land, where they lived until the Saints were mobbed and driven out of Nauvoo to Utah. They endured the privation, the hardship and heartache common to the Saints who were driven from their homes and farms. William knew the Prophet Joseph Smith at Nauvoo, Illinois. On another page is a copy of his ordination to the office of an Elder in the Quorum of Seventies. This was issued in Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois the 3rd day of February, 1845. Also a certificate was issued after they came to Utah October 5, 1857.<br /><div><br /><strong>1. Letter to Michael Juel SchowFrom His Father, Neils Christian Schow</strong><br />Translated by DeAnna Y. Johnson, Barbara B. Yates' sister-in-law. </div><br /><div>Dear Son and Daughter Panguitch January 28, 1876 </div><br />Since it has been a long time that we have heard from you, I will write a few lines and let you know how it is going with us. We are all well and so far our health and our needs are well taken care of and for that we thank the Lord. And we hope the same is true for you. I have heard that you think we may have hard feelings because we haven't written for so long, but that is not the case. But I have so much to do with my tailoring and so the time is very precious for me. I have sold my sewing machine and I am going to get a commercial machine which will be a lot better for my work. <br /><br />I wonder if you know that Andrue's oldest son, Little Andrue is dead, which was very hard for Andrue and Anne and all the rest of us, but it must have been the will of the Lord that he have to go now. James Schou's Anne has a little daughter and they are all well. Andrue and James cannot think of much else than Potato Valley. Andrue has been called as president there. He and James are over there now and they have worked there all winter. Andrue tells me to say hello and ask if you will come over there to live. If so, he will give you 20 acres of good land. There is a good climate there and you can raise every kind of produce and seed. There is really a lot that are going over there. <br /><br /><div>I have heard that you have built yourselves a new home which really makes us happy, although I hope that you will not put your stakes too deep into the earth that you cannot pull it up again. [Danish meaning: put not your treasures upon the earth.] My thought is that as time passes on, the United Order will be presented to us again, through the Lord's servant Brigham Young, and it looks to me like few will accept it. Although there is a place called Long Valley, forty miles south from here where they have worked the United Order for a year and a half. There are about 20 to 24 families that carries the work. They are all equal, eat at the same table and their lifestyle is all alike. All the chickens are in one coop and all the pigs are in one sty. They have a garden on 15 acres, two men take care of that. Andrue and Christian went over there to see it. They went all around and then they went out to Kanab, to do some threshing. Andrue said that he had never seen any more beautiful work than he saw there and they couldn't help making themselves rich. While the Lord has shown us an example that He will bless those that are as one and will do his will, it looks to me that maybe the Lord can get us together through the United Order, if not He will do it through the United States law. We have heard that all the polygamists have been advised to move out of Idaho into Utah, and I'm thinking that it won't be long before all the believers in the gospel will have to do the same. Missionaries have been through here to Colorado or Mexico to prepare a place for the Saints, and I have heard there are good prospects. I will prepare myself for that event. And our only hope and prayer to the Lord is that our children will be steadfast in the gospel and do whatever has been asked of them through the servants of the Lord. There have been many days of warning [or of calling to repentance] but the time is at hand for the elect and our wish is to see all our children as well as ourselves among the elect, so dear children, we wish to know your feelings in regard to the gospel and if you are willing to follow God's people. I don't think the time is very far when the separation will be made.<br /><br />I greet you and thank you from your Mother for your presents and such. Christain, Stine [girl's name]<a href="http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~schick/schow/NCSchowLetter.htm#stine#stine">*</a> and Mother Halling see all of your good hearts to her [direct Danish translation] and your kindness to her which will always be a dear memory of you. We have heard there is lots of sickness in Peter Christain's family, but we are happy to hear through little Josephine Nicol's letter that they are all well now. We ask you to send our greetings to Josephine. We have received Josephine's letter and we surely want to thank her. I hear that Rasmus Nielsen has been sent on a mission. I have my own thought on that, but I think that he is in need of a good rest, he has had a lot of trouble in the Little Valley. And I wish to hear from him. We are having the hardest winter we have ever had since we have come to this place. It is snowing every day and hard frost, so it is very hard on the stock. I greet you from Stine and from your brothers and the rest of the family. They are all well and you are greeted most warmly from your Mother and Father N. Chr. Schou </div><br />We ask you to greet all our many friends many times from us. We wish you all a happy New Year. We hope that you will write back to us and let us know how everything is going.<br /><div><a href="http://www.blogger.com/" name="stine"></a>[*Stine was N.C. Schow's daughter Christina Rasmine Henrie.]<br /><br /><strong>Niels Christian Schow<br />—By Iris W. Schow, Granddaughter of Michael Juel Schow</strong><br />[There were some errors and incomplete sections in the copy I have, and I have tried to correct them and make them clear, where possible. If you have an updated version of this article, please e-mail me. -HSS] <br /><br /><h1 class="story-title">Niels Christian Schow - 1</h1><br /><div class="story-author"> <span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS0767ABB8363D45A7B9192A279328C9D0_idses-prod02.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:15259,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-2da0807814ad64841cd597c4e8a653d1.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="khatsout@hotmail.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/887195?returnLabel=Neils%20Christian%20Schou%20%28KWJZ-1P6%29&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%2F%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWJZ-1P6%26spouse%3DKWJX-64G%26section%3Dstories#" title="Jeff&amp;KristineBurningham">Jeff&amp;KristineBurningham</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="date">2013-05-05 06:22:06 GMT+0000 (UTC)</span> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0</span> </div><br /><div class="story-body">Niels Christian Schow, our ancestor and the founder of our family in America, was born on the 9th of February, 1816 in Randers, Denmark. He was the son of Anders Jensen Schow who was born in 1786 in Hobra, Randers, Denmark and Anne Christiansen Ericksen, born in 1790 in Viborg, Denmark. Niels Christian Schow had one brother, James, who was born the 3rd of December, 1813. Of Niels Christian Schow's boyhood, we have no known record, but we do have some letters and records which he wrote. These indicate that he was educated to read and write well in the Danish langugae. He must also have received some instruction in music at some period in his life as he served later as a choir leader and also played in a band. He was skilled in the trade of tailoring clothing, and during his life in Denmark he earned his living at this occupation. His granddaughter, Ane Henry Excell states, "Grandpa used to tie and dye yarn, and it was very pretty, mother (Gedske Schow Henry) wrote." On the 16th of January, 1836, Niels C. mother died in Viborg County, Denmark. His father died in the Spring of 1847, in Aalborg County, and his brother, James, died the 23rd of April, 1848 in Slesvich, so there is no record that any of his immediate family were still living at the time of his conversion to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Niels C Schow's first wife was Marie Pedersen, daughter of Kirstine Rasmussen and Peter Fredericksen, and step daughter of Erik Christian From. She was born on the 10th of June, 1809 at Gug, South Tranders, Aalborg, Denmark. The children of this family who were born before their conversion were: Erich (Ira) Christian From Schow born 7 October 1837 in Aalborg, Denmark. (Marie's step brother, adopted by Niels C. Show.) Anders (Andrew) Peter Schow born 2 November 1839 in Aalborg, Denmark. Kirstine Rasmine Schow born 1 January 1842 in Aalborg, Denmark, died 5 October 1843 in Aalborg, Denmark. Kirstine Rasmine Schow (Christena) born 19 January 1844 in Aalborg, Denmark. Michael Juel Schow born 16 September 1845 in Aalborg, Denmark. Jens (James) Schow born 12 September 1848 in Aalborg, Denmark, died 23 February 1932. Before the coming of the Mormon missionaries, according to The History Of The Scandinavian Mission by Andrew Jensen, "In Aalborg, as well as in Copenhagen, there were in 1850, quite a number of Baptists who seemed to be very sincere in their worship, and the success following the preaching of the gospel in the capital city of Denmark was undoubtedly the main reason why the attention of the first elders was drawn to the same class of people in the city of Aalborg. Among the leading Baptists in the city of Aalborg was Hans Peter Jensen, the owner of a large and mechanical establishment in Norre Sundby. He was also 'Forestander' or President of the Baptists in Aalborg and vicinity. This Mr. Jensen and other influential Baptists were endeavoring to adjust some differences of opinion existing among the members of that denomination concerning certain doctrinal points when Elder George Parker *****, unexpectedly to them, arrived in Aalborg. This was the situation in Aalborg when Elder ***** arrived. William Niels Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow, told Iris W. Schow the following account of the conversion of Niels Christian Schow to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, as he remembered having heard it in his family. Niels C. Schow and his freind Hans Peter Jensen, went to the meeting held by the Elders in Aalborg. They made up their minds they would get the missionary into the Jensen home and show him where he was wrong. Hans Peter Jensen invited the missionary to dinner, and Niels C. Schow hastened to get his own dinner over with and rush to the Jensen home. When he arrived, H.P. Jensen was sitting leaning his head on his hand and listening intently, while the missionary was doing all the talking. Niels Christian could see that Hans Peter was being convinced by the missionary. He did not last long himself in the discussion that followed. The two friends were converted, and they and their wives were among the first eight baptized in Aalborg." Continuing to quote from The History Of The Scandinavian mission, p. 17, col. 1, "Mr. Jensen became one of the first converts, and he together with his wife, Sarah Josephine Katrine Jensen, and six others were baptised 27 Octover 1850, as the first fruits of the gospel in the privince of North Jutland. The names of the other six were: Niels Christian Schow and wife Marie, Cle Cristian Nielsen and wife Elsa Katrine, and Hans Frederik Petersen and wife Helene Matilde. Some of these first converts in Aalborg subsequently became prominent and active in the church, especially Hans Peter Jensen." Niels Christian Schow's wife's mother and step father, Kirstine Sonichsen and Erich Christian From were baptised in November of 1850 in Aalorg. (From N.C.Schow's own record). According to the history book quoted from, there were about 100 church members in Copenhagen and 30 in Aalborg and vicinity by the end of 1850. "Twelve of the brethern had been ordained to the lesser Priesthood, 10 in Copenhagen and 2 in the Aalborg branch. In the Aalborg branch the Priesthood consisted of Priest Hans Peter Jensen and Teacher Niels Christian Schow. So Niels Christian Schow then was one of the first 12 converts of Denmark to hold the Priesthood. (p. 20) On the 4th of January, 1852, the first conference to be held in Aalborg convened. Niels C. Schow was ordained an elder and appointed to preside over the Aalborg Branch. His friend, Brother Jensen became president of the new Vendayssel Branch. Soon after, 30 persons were added to the church in Aalborg." (p. 44) "On Thursday the 12th of August 1852, the fourth general conference of the Scandinavian Mission convened in Copenhagen. The saints in Vendsyssel were organized as the Vendsyssel Conference with Elder Niels Christian Schow as President." (p. 60) On the 13th of September 1851 Marie's last baby, Mary Maddalene Schow was born dead at Aalborg. This indicates that the family was probably still living in Aalborg at that time. Just when the Niels C. Schow's missionary work for the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints began we do not know, but he kept a brief diary beginning with 1 January 1853 which indicates that he was doing missionary work at that time in the area north of Aalborg which is cut off from the rest of the Jutland Penninsula by the Fjord of Limfjorden. A few excerpts from N.C. Schow's missionary diary follow: "8 January I visited the saints, and I found much contention among them. We had a baptismal meeting in the evening, and I spoke to them with much power, and they all prayed and humbled themselves. Friday, 14 January I baptized 9 persons at noon. We held baptismal services (confirmation) in the evening . . . and all went well and peaceful." The next portion is the most adventurous experience he recorded: "Thursday, 3 February I was in Hjerring and had a prayer meeting scheduled which was not held. I had earlier spoken with a miller apprentice who had been baptized, but had fallen away from the truth and its light, and he spoke with scornful force. He was dead to prayer and to the gospel. On the 4th of February I traveled to Oster to . . . . . . . We were commanded to preach, where upon I stood forth and bore my testimony, but was soon interrupted. We were threatened, and they stood up against us. They twisted branches from trees and chased us. Whereupon we hurriedly hid ourselves but they searched for us in the barn, the stable, and the loft. They got a lantern to aid in their search; in the loft they first found F. Gottredsen who they dragged and buffeted among them. They said he should be baptized with three firebrands, whereupon they led him to Oster-aa (aa means creek) and threw him in. Then they found Bro. Steffen Christensen whom they treated the same way. And then they found me and treated me likewise. After throwing me around several times, they at last flung me into Oster-aa, and I immediately rose and fled to ............ where I arrived at half past eleven in the evening." Of a local conference at Aalborg (27 and 28 March) on Sunday N.C. Schow wrote, "Everything went friendly and well," (an expression he ofter used.) His modesty is shown in his account of the conference he attended at Copenhagen, of which he wrote: "Wendnesday, 30th of March I traveled in company with Brothers Larsen, etc. to Copenhagen where we arrived at 6:00 on the 5th of April . . . . . and Wednesday the 6th attended conference there . . . . Many speeches were made by the Brethern of the Priesthood." Yet on pages 76-77 of the History Of The Scandinavian Mission was opened in Copenhagen, Denmark it being the 23rd anniversary of the organization of the Church. The first meeting commenced at 10:00 and after the opening exercises, President Williard Snow gave the Elders who presided over the different conferences an opportunity to report. Elder N. C. Schow, president of the Vondsyssel conference, J. Larsen, president of the Aalborg conference, and Elder Anders Andersen, president of the Fredericia conference. They reported their labors and the progress made in their respective Conferences, as well as the condition of the saints . . . . . The gospel had spread throughout the land, and missionaries had gone as far North as Skagen, the Northern most point of Jutland, and everywhere the message declared by the Elders caused a great stir among the population. . . . All the speakers admonished the saints to be humble and faithful. "We have suffered long enough," said Elder Snow, "and we ought to rejoice now, that we can suffer for the sake of Christ." Elder Snow is the only speaker at the conference and many topics were explained to friends of the Church. Everything went off friendly, and the conference closed April 10th. Wednesday the 13th I traveled in company with the Brethern from Zion, Haagon, Pedersen, Larsen, Bolm, Tommoson, from Copenhagen via Aarhus to Aalborg and arrived there on the 15th where I stayed at home with my family and enjoyed visiting among the saints until the 24th." Another quotation from the N.C. Schow diary illustrates the mans zeal in the gospel and his happy home life: "Tuesday the 3rd of May I held a meeting at Brother Niels Christian's where most of the saints were present. The spirit of the Lord was with those assembled and all were happy in the Lord. I left there in the afternoon at 2:00 and arrived at ......havn in the evening about half past eight. There to my great joy, my wife met me." </div><div class="story-body"><strong>Family Tree</strong></div><div class="story-body"><strong></strong>&nbsp;</div><h1 class="story-title">Niels Christian Schow - 2</h1><div class="story-body"> </div><div class="story-author"> <span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS0767ABB8363D45A7B9192A279328C9D0_idses-prod02.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:15259,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-2da0807814ad64841cd597c4e8a653d1.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="khatsout@hotmail.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/917266?returnLabel=Neils%20Christian%20Schou%20%28KWJZ-1P6%29&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%2F%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWJZ-1P6%26spouse%3DKWJX-64G%26section%3Dstories#" title="Jeff&amp;KristineBurningham">Jeff&amp;KristineBurningham</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="date">2013-05-06 21:25:14 GMT+0000 (UTC)</span> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">0</span> </div><div class="story-body"> </div><div class="story-body">N.C. Schow's diary continues until 2 June 1853. In it he recorded many day to day accounts of meetings held and his personal efforts to settle differences among the saints. "On the afternoon of 22 Dec 1853, states The History Of The Scandivavian Mission, p 87, "the first company of the season, the third emigrating company of saints from Scandinavia, to sail from Copenhagen on board the steamship, 'Slesvig' (301 souls) under the presidency of Christian J. Larsen ..... by way of Kiel, Gluckstadt, and Hull, the emigrants reached Liverpool, England on the 28th of December. On the first of January, 1854, they went on board the ship, 'Jesse Munn', chartered by the presidency in Liverpool for the transportation of the Scandinavian Saints. The company sailed from Liverpool on 13 January 1854, and after a prosperous voyage, arrived at the mouth of the Mississippi River on the 16th of January." (The History says 16 January, but someone has written in ink, "February" in the copy in the Brigham City Library, and Christina Schow Henry's account says 10th of February. Christina was N.C. Schow's daughter, and was in this group. I.W.S.) "On the 20th, the 'Jesse Munn' arrived in New Orleans where Larsen made a contract for further transportation of the company to St. Louis, Missouri. On Saturday, the 25th of January, the river journey commenced." Christina Schow Henry's sketch states that the Schows left Denmark in 1853, "going by sailing vessel to Liverpool, England, and then sailing on the good ship 'Jesse Munn' to New Orleans arriving there the 10th of February, 1854. The voyage was continued up the Mississippi River to Kansas City, Missouri where they remained for a time preparing for the journey across the plains which trip they made in Captain Hans Peter Olsen's company. She walked the entire distance except for two afternoons." The History of the Scandinavian Mission, p. 88-89, states that the Jesse Munn Company and the Benjamin Adams group merged at Kansas City, Mo. under Captain Hans P. Olsen beginning the trek across the plains on the 9th of May, 1854. There were 69 wagons grouped in ten's. "To each wagon was attached 4 oxen and 2 cows. From 10 to 12 persons were assigned to each wagon." It is obvious why Christina had to walk. They arrived in the Salt Lake Valley the 5th of October, 1854. According to the statistics, Niels Christian Schow included in a list at the back of his title diary, Marie's mother and step father had accompanied the family on the voyage, for he recorded: "Erich Christian From, born 1782 in Aalborg County, Denmark, died 17 June 1854 on the plains. His wife, Kirstine (Rasmusson) From, born Sonechson, her father's sirname, born 1792, Aalborg Country, Denmark, died 26 June 1854. Both were baptized in November, 1850 at Aalborg." Excerpts from Christina's sketch, "Their first home was made in Bountiful, where they underwent all the trying hardships incident to the settlement of that country, among them the grasshopper wars. Before they got them a home of their own, they lived in Chris Hyriso's stable. While there, Niels Christian and his two oldest sons pulled the sunflowers and weeds from Hyriso's wheat field for 10 pints of flour a week. During this time, Marie, Christina, Michael and James gathered pig weeds. They stripped the leaves and tender stems and cooked them. Part of them were thickened with flour and baked into bread, using sour milk and slaorotus, which they gathered off the ground, used for soda to raise the bread. They walked a mile twice a week for skimmed milk. The rest of the pig weeds were stewed and used for the bread. This was their food supply for six weeks for a family of 7. Until the field of wheat was ripe, then they pulled it and bound it into bundles; they were allowed to glean the heads of wheat from the edges of the field for their own use. They threshed it with sticks and carried it to a mill where it was ground into flour. From that time on, they were never without flour." Michael Juel Schow used to tell his family that he did not see how his parents' family could have lived during their hardships without the hard work and helpful spirit of his adopted brother, Chris (Eric Christian). While at Bountiful (Sessions Settlement), Niels C. Schow married a second wife, Anne (Anderson?). She was born in Denmark in 1822, and died the 7th of December, 1858 at Sessions Settlement, Davis County. The data on Anne, above, except the name Anderson, is taken from the back of N.C. Schow's diary. I do not know the source of "Anderson", it may not be right. Niels C. and his wife Marie, took their Endowments on the 19th of March, 1857, at the Endowment House. On the 13th of October, 1861, Niels C. married his third wife, Anne Marie Kierstine Rassmussen (with Endowments). Anne was born the 3rd of April, 1842 at Galton, Aarhus Country, Denmark. Niels Christina's letters to his son Michael, indicate that there was a loving, harmonious relationship existing in his polygamous family. The Schows moved to Brigham City, Box Elder County. The History of Box Elder County states, "In the early sixties, Brigham City maintained a good band," and N.C. Schow is listed among the members of it. p. 176. In the Spring of 1863 the N. C. Schow family joined with a small group of L.D.S. families to found a little town of Mantua in honor of Lorenzo Snow's birthplace in Ohio. This valley was east of Brigham City and was know as "Little Valley" or Box Elder Valley until it was given the name of Mantua. In the Mantua Settlement, N.C. Schow did an important work as the first Superintendent of the L.D.S. Sunday School. During their years in Box Elder County, the following children were born to N. C. and third wife Anne Marie: Marie Schow, born 3 August 1863 at Brigham City, died 26 October 1863 at Brigham city. Godske Schow, born 20 September 1864 at Box Elder Valley. Niels Christian Schow, born 6 December 1866 at Box Elder Valley. Some time after the close of the year 1866, Niels Christian Schow and his families moved to Panaca, Lincoln, Nevada to help start this settlement for the church. While they lived there, another child, Anne Schow was born to Anne Marie, the 3rd wife of J.C. Schow. Ann Schow was born the 3rd of April, 1871, and died on the 20th of August, 1871 at Panquitch, Garfield, Utah. The Henry family history states that the Schow families were called by the church to help settle Panaca, along with the James and Samuel Henry families and others. Life at Panaca was hazardous because of the bitter oppostition of mobs. In 1871, the President of the church released the saints from their mission on account of the the bitter opposition of the Pioche miners, and the controversy over the taxes, whether they belonged to Utah or Nevada. He told them they could go wherever they wanted to, but he would like the James and Samuel Henry families, also the N.C. Schow families to go over to Panquitch, on the head of the Sevier River, and help settle that part of Utah. They really wanted to go back to Davis County, but an indication from the President meant the same as a call. So, they made their preparations to move to Panquitch. When they arrived, the women were very discouraged. Cold winters and short growing season made them think it would be next to imposible to live there and rear their families; but that call from the President of the Church helped them to make up their minds to stay on. (From the Henry Family History.) On the 6th of April, 1873, a son, Louis Rasmusson, was born to Anne Marie and N.C. Schow. He died the 24th of September, 1973 at Panquitch. Carl Fredrick Schow was born to them the 4th of December, 1864 at Panguitch. One Anne Henry Excell writes of what she has heard of her grandfather, N.C. Schow, "I know that Grandpa Schow was their choir leader for some time, and people have told me that he was a good one, and that he was a good tailor also. Grandpa used to tie and dye yarn, and mother Godske says it was very pretty." Two or three times a year, at least, N.C. Schow wrote long, newsy letters to his son, Michael Juel, and Michael's wife, Christina, who had remained at Mantua. These letters reveal much of his personality. He could write interestingly without backbiting or complaining. He always asked to be remembered to old friends. He discussed items of historical interest such as his son Andrew's exploring trips and the establishment of the "United Order". Both of his wives were always mentioned affectionately, and he always showed respect and affection for his in-laws. He frequently expressed concern for getting the temple work done for the dead of the family. He never ceased to admonish his son, Michael, to be loyal to the gospel, and he always urged him to move to southern Utah. His sense of humor was frequently in evidence. Niels Christian Schow died on the 2nd of February, 1879 at Panguitch, Utah, and was buried in the Panguitch City Cemetary. By Iris W. Schow, granddaughter of Michael Juel Schow.</div><div class="story-body"><strong>Family Tree</strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-37682955702511979232012-08-10T12:20:00.000-07:002012-08-14T12:40:21.885-07:00MARIE PEDERSEN (SCHOW) 1809-1883[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Ira Michael Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow, son of Marie Petersen (Schow).]<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6oTF_6mk08/TmkW-PsdakI/AAAAAAAAFeE/UJYAmHbmJqs/s1600/SCH0008%2B-%2BSCHOW%2BNIELS%2BCHRISTIAN%2BAND%2BMARIE%2BPEDERSEN%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650072466133707330" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c6oTF_6mk08/TmkW-PsdakI/AAAAAAAAFeE/UJYAmHbmJqs/s400/SCH0008%2B-%2BSCHOW%2BNIELS%2BCHRISTIAN%2BAND%2BMARIE%2BPEDERSEN%255B1%255D.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 344px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> Marie Pedersen and Niels Christian Schow<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LOieuIDLbrs/TmkW64J9kgI/AAAAAAAAFd8/t75Dbgr-NQE/s1600/Marie%2BPedersen%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650072408275390978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LOieuIDLbrs/TmkW64J9kgI/AAAAAAAAFd8/t75Dbgr-NQE/s400/Marie%2BPedersen%255B1%255D.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 109px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 104px;" /></a><br />Marie Pedersen<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0mGfI0fleU/TmkWWnmuENI/AAAAAAAAFd0/xNnagNDE09M/s1600/39745285_124827656309%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650071785357316306" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z0mGfI0fleU/TmkWWnmuENI/AAAAAAAAFd0/xNnagNDE09M/s400/39745285_124827656309%255B1%255D.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 333px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tri-wR6L2g/TmkWTOjMO1I/AAAAAAAAFds/MT4HwLsCWY8/s1600/CEM47180780_127940576127%255B1%255D.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650071727092022098" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Tri-wR6L2g/TmkWTOjMO1I/AAAAAAAAFds/MT4HwLsCWY8/s400/CEM47180780_127940576127%255B1%255D.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 174px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a><br /><br /><div>Birth: June 9, 1809, Randers, Denmark<br />Death: January 7, 1885, Panguitch, Garfield County, Utah, USA<br /><br />aka Marie Pedersdatter/Petersen, Marie From<br /><br />Daughter of Peder Fredericksen and Kristine Rasmusdatter<br /><br />Married Niels Christian Anderson Schow, 6 April 1839, Budolfi, Aalborg, Denmark<br /><br />Children - Ira Christian Schow, Andrew Peter Schow, Kirstine Rasmine Schow, Christena Rasmine Schow, Michael Juel Schow, James Jen Schow, Mary Magdaline Schow<br /><br />Burial: Panguitch City Cemetery, Panguitch, Garfield County, Utah, USA </div><br />Marie Christensen, sometimes known as Marie From, because of the use of her step-father's surname. Her name is engraved on the marker as Mary. <br /><strong>found on findagrave.com</strong><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><strong>Pioneer Immigrants to Utah Territory</strong><br />Page: 001887<br /><div>Name: Ane Marie Pedersen Ohlenslager<br />Gender: female<br />Birth Date: 14 March 1811<br />Birth Place: Vonslid, Haderslev, Denmark<br />Parentl: Peter Brandt<br />Spouse: Erick Peter Ohlenslager<br />Marriage Date: 27 October 1832<br />Marriage Place: Shanderup, Ribe Denmark<br />Departure Date: June 1863;09 July 1863<br />Departure Place: Denmark Florence, Nebraska<br />Travel Company: Her Husband Erick Peter Ohlenslager (62), Son Hans Peder (18), A daughter-In-Iaw Annie and her 2 daughters Dorthy and Josephine, Trena Hansen.<br />Party: William Preston Ox team<br />Trail: Merman trail<br />Arrival Date: 10 September 1863<br />Arrival Place: Salt Lake City<br />Religion: L.D.S.<br />Place Settled: Fountain Green, Sanpete, Utah, Mt Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah.<br />Occupation: Homemaker<br />Death Date: 30 September 1898<br />Death Place: Mt Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah.<br />Burial Date: 03 October 1898<br />Burial Place: Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah.<br />Sources: Ref. Par and census rec for Vorbasse, Shanderup, Nebel, Seest, and Eltang by Eva M. Gregersen.<br />Comments: They had four children one girl and three boys. Their girl Mette Katrine Margrete died in Denmark and the three boys came to Utah.<br />Sub Name: Merlyn W. Drone<br />Sub Date: 29 Dec 1990</div><br /><div>Pioneer Immigrants to Utah Territory<br /><strong>found on ancestryinstitution.com</strong></div></div></div></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-78721038355083993472012-08-10T01:00:00.000-07:002014-07-08T10:20:52.721-07:00ANDREW PETER SCHOW 1839-1913[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Ira Michael Schow, son of Michael Juel Schow, son of Neils Christian Schow, father of Andrew Peter Schow.]<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TL2TiQHa9jA/TcQX2nf2woI/AAAAAAAAD6M/zdiJcnjKR4M/s1600/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TL2TiQHa9jA/TcQX2nf2woI/AAAAAAAAD6M/zdiJcnjKR4M/s400/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603630063438709378" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 151px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 250px;" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2X6fJAXO3Q/TcQXv-rQglI/AAAAAAAAD6E/M0zpflTEWZs/s1600/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter%2Bgravestone.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B2X6fJAXO3Q/TcQXv-rQglI/AAAAAAAAD6E/M0zpflTEWZs/s400/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter%2Bgravestone.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603629949401465426" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a> Escalante, Utah<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_eE2Cf5WaQ/TcQXqQIeQBI/AAAAAAAAD58/EpYoxnfGPNE/s1600/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter%2BExcalante%2BCemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_eE2Cf5WaQ/TcQXqQIeQBI/AAAAAAAAD58/EpYoxnfGPNE/s400/SCHOW%2BAndrew%2BPeter%2BExcalante%2BCemetery.jpg" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603629851008188434" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Escalante, Utah</div><br /><div></div><strong>ANDREW PETER SCHOW</strong><br /><div>The son of Niels Christian Schow and Marie From, Andrew was born in Aalborg, Denmark, November 2, 1839. When twelve years of age, he was baptized by Hans Peter Jensen, April 13, 1851, being then between eleven and twelve years old. His parents were baptized by Elder Geo. P. Dykes, October 27, 1850, being among the very first who were baptized into the Church in the city of Aalborg.<br /><br />The family emigrated to Utah in 1853-54, crossing the ocean in the sailing vessel “Jessie Munn.” On arriving in Utah October 5, 1854, they located in Brigham City, Box Elder county, where they, in common with the early settlers of Utah generally, had to endure many hardships.<br /><br />In 1863, Andrew crossed the plains as a Church teamster in Thos. E. Ricks’ company to bring emigrants to the Valley. February 14, 1865, he married Annie Jespersen, and in 1867 he moved to Panaca, Nevada.<br /><br />Together with six others he started out in search of another place to settle, in 1875, and they founded the settlement known as Escalante, in Potatoe valley. They soon built log cabins and began to till the earth.<br /><br />In May, 1877, Andrew Schow was ordained a Bishop by Apostle Erastus Snow and set apart to preside over the Escalante Ward.<br /><br />He married Annie Jeppesen 14 February 1865 at Salt Lake City. They had ten children, four sons and six daughters.<br /><br />He died December 24, 1913 at Manti, Utah and was buried in Escalante on December 31, 1913.<br /><br /><strong>This was taken from the Internet, but the site no longer takes you there. (Ancestry Message Boards – Message [ Andrew Peter Schow ]<br />2/17/2006</strong></div><br /><strong>Andrew Peter Schow Life</strong>Schow, Andrew Peter, Bishop of Escalante, Garfield county, Utah, is the son of Niels Christian Schow and Marie From, and was born in Aalborg, Denmark, November 2, 1839. When twelve years of age, he was baptized by Hans Peter Jensen, April 13, 1851, being then between eleven and twelve years old. His parents were baptized by Elder Geo. P. Dykes, October 27, 1850, being [p.544] among the very first who were baptized into the Church in the city of Aalborg. <br /><br /><div></div>The family emigrated to Utah in 1853-54, crossing the ocean in the sailing vessel "Jessie Munn." On arriving in Utah October 5, 1854, they located in Brigham City, Box Elder county, where they, in common with the early settlers of Utah generally, had to endure many hardships. In 1863, Andrew crossed the plains as a Church teamster in Thos. E. Ricks' company to bring emigrants to the Valley. February 14, 1865, he married Annie Jespersen, and in 1867 he moved to Panaca, Nevada. Together with six others he started out in search of another place to settle, in 1875, and they founded the settlement known now as Escalante, in Potatoe valley. They soon built log cabins and began to till the earth. In May 1877, Brother Schow was ordained a Bishop by Apostle Erastus Snow and set apart to preside over the Escalante Ward, in which calling he has labored faithfully and untiringly up to the present time. <br /><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong><br /><br /><div></div><strong>Andrew Schow</strong><br />December 12, 1913, Manti, Utah<br /><div>Andrew Schow, an elderly gentleman who has been doing Temple work in this city, died Wednesday at the home of Mrs. Colemand after an illness of about 24 hours. Mr. Schow was bishop of Escalante ward for a number of years, he and his wife having come to Manti last summer.<br />Funeral services were held this morning at the Coleman home, Prs. Anderson, Bishop Peterson, O. N. Christenson and Geo. Rust being the speakers.<br />The remains are being shipped to Escalante today.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong> <br /><br />Mentioned on page 483 in the historical novel "Undaunted" by Gerald Lund.</div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-15879721031483555932012-08-09T16:47:00.000-07:002016-05-23T15:02:22.738-07:00ISAAC MOTOR BICKMORE 1798-1852[<b>Ancestral Link</b>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Isaac Motor Bickmore.]<br /><br /><b>ISAAC MOTOR BICKMORE</b><br />The name, Bickmore, is undoubtedly of English Origin, and is spelled in the early records of this country, Bigmore and Beckmore. The name is found in Sussex and Essex Counties in England, and is the name of a street in London.<br /><br />Alexander de Bykmore was elected Archbishop of Dublin in 1310. Sir Thomas de Bykemore was of Kent in 1300. Many of the Bickmores of England and also of early America, were sea-faring people. John Bickmore of St. Dustans was a mariner in 1638. Some of the Bickmores who lived in Massachusetts and Maine owned their own ships and sailed the sea.<br /><br />The first Bickmore that we can find record of in America, was the immigrant, Thomas Bickmore or Bigmore, Fether Seller, proved to be in New England in 1635, aged 34.<br /><br />We know little about Thomas’ son Samuel or his grandson, Samuel Jr., but George, son of Samuel Jr. married Elizabeth Andrews, April 2, 1730. Their son John was born at Milton, Maine 25 March 1731. John moved to Meduncook, later to be called Friendship, Maine.<br /><br />David, son of John, was born 18 December 1768 at Friendship, Maine. He married Margaret Dickey and they became the parents of Isaac Motor Bickmore who was the first Bickmore to join the L.D.S. Church and come west.<br /><br />Isaac Motor Bickmore was born at Friendship, Maine 6 January 1798 and came to Brown County, Illinois, when a young man. He married Martha Harvell in 1828. They became the parents of seven children:<br />John Jackson Bickmore<br />Mary Jane Bickmore Abbott<br />Isaac Danford Bickmore<br />Mary Ann Bickmore Hardy<br />Elizabeth Bickmore Gunnell<br />David Newman Bickmore<br />Daniel Marion Bickmore (died in infancy)<br /><br />They had moved from Springfield, Illinois, to Desmoins, Polk, Iowa, in 1848 but moved again to a farm near Indian Creek, Pottawattami, Iowa and lived there for about four years. Isaac joined the Church of Latter Day Saints a few years after they were married but it wasn’t until twelve years later that his wife Martha embraced the gospel and joined the church. It was while living at Indian Creek.<br /><br />(It was also about this time that their seventh son, Daniel died when about 2 years old (1849). This was also just after the time of all the persecutions of the Mormons when the Saints had been driven from place to place and finally forced to leave Nauvoo, Illinois, in 1847.)<br /><br />Isaac Motor Bickmore and his wife decided to take their family west to Utah where they could worship as they pleased, so they sold their home and one of the farms they owned. The money they received for the sale of their property was stashed in the house when a mob came and set fire to their home and their belongings. The mob found the money and stole it. They were forced to move into the house of a neighbor until they could sell their other farms. (How fortunate that they had other property to sell.)<br /><br />They joined the company of Latter Day Saints under the leadership of Captain John B. Walker and started for the long trek across the plains not knowing the hardships and trials that would await them. They had hardly left on their journey when an epidemic of Black Cholera broke out among the Saints and Isaac Motor Bickmore and his mother Margaret Dixon* Bickmore were afflicted with the dreadful disease. They died within hours of each other 6 July 1852 and were both buried in the same grave at Loop Fork, Nebraska.<br /><br />Isaac’s wife, Martha Harvell with the help of her son-in law, Jacob Abbott and her children, except for John who turned back, continued to journey to Utah.<br /><br />Info taken from book by Lowell J. Parkinson “Isaac Motor Bickmore and Martha Harville Family History (inserts from Lola Butcher, great great granddaughter of Isaac and Martha)<br /><br />*Dickey<br /><b>Written by Lowell J. Parkinson (inserts by Lola Butcher)<br />Submitted to Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by Lola D. Butcher, PO Box 1769, Overton Nevada 89040</b><br /><br />Name: Isaac Motor Bickmore<br />Gender: male<br />Birth Date: 06 June 1797<br />Birth Place: Friend Ship, Lincoln, Maine<br />Parent1: David Bickmore<br />Parent2: Martha Dick or Dickey Bickmore<br />Spouse: Martha Harvel (or Harville)<br />Marriage Date: 01 March 1829<br />Marriage Place: Morgan County, Illinois<br />Departure Date: July 1852<br />Departure Place: Kanesville Iowa<br />Travel Company: John D. Walker Company, (Wife) Martha Harvel Bickmore (Children) John Jackson Bickmore, Martha Jane Bickmore, Isaac Danford Bickmore, Mary Ann Bickmore, Sara Eliz. Bickmore, David Newman Bickmore, Daniel Marion Bickmore<br />Party: John D Walker Co.<br />Trail: Mormon Trail<br />Arrival Date: Died on trail<br />Death Date: 06 July 1852<br />Death Place: Loops Ford Platte River<br />Burial Place: Loops Ford Nebraska<br />Sources: Bickmore Family History Morgan County Marriages (GS 977, 3463 Vam)<br />Sub Name: Dora McArthur Harris<br />Sub Date: 01 March 1991<br /><br /><b>Son and Mother die on same day</b><br />Isaac and Martha Harvel Bickmore immigrated to Utah in 1852 with the Company of John B Walker. An epidemic of cholera broke out in the company and Isaac and his mother, Maria Dixon Bickmore died the same day on 6 July 1852 and were buried in a common grave at Loop Fork, Platte River. The family continued their journey to Utah and settled at Mill Creek in September 1852. They moved to Grantsville, Utah, in September 1854. Sarah Elizabeth married Francis Wilson Gunnell on 4 April 1859 in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City, Utah, and they moved to Wellsville. They were the parents of six children.<br /><b>found on ancestry.com</b><br /><br />Isaac Motor Bickmore came to Madison County, Illinois.&nbsp; He married Martha Harville about 1828.&nbsp; Isaac and Martha had seven children: 1. John Jackson, born 1829; 2. Martha Jane, born January 24, 1832; 3. *Isaac Danford, born September 24, 1837; 4. Mary Ann, born February 1, 1840; 5. Sarah Elizabeth, born May 31, 1842; 6. David Newman, born August 1, 1844; 7. Daniel Marion, born March 10, 1847.<br /><br />Isaac Danford married Ellen Oldham.&nbsp; Isaac was a Civil War soldier.&nbsp; John Bickmore, son of John, was a Revolutionary soldier.&nbsp; Joined January 1776 in Captain Fuller's Company.&nbsp; Served until January.&nbsp; Discharged for "sickness."&nbsp; Allowed pension April 28, 1818.<br /><b>Taken from Book of Remembrance in possession of Beth Schow Stagge.</b> <br /><br /><h1 class="story-title">Isaac Motor Bickmore</h1><br /><div class="story-author"><span class="by">Contributed By</span> <a class="artifactUploaderName contributorInfo" data-config="{&quot;sessionId&quot;:&quot;USYS026451306FC2EA0C1D5D5160B55F76AE_idses-prod04.a.fsglobal.net&quot;,&quot;uploaderId&quot;:125630,&quot;appEnv&quot;:&quot;prod&quot;,&quot;language&quot;:&quot;en&quot;,&quot;spinner&quot;:&quot;https://edge.fscdn.org/assets/img/loading-c6b1f9ac187d01b9529cce85bfb8959d.gif&quot;}" data-control-init="ContributorInfo" data-email="bassetcase@live.com" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/4416328?returnLabel=Isaac%20Morton%20Bickmore%20(LHX2-5H3)&amp;returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%2F%23view%3Dancestor%26section%3Dmemories%26person%3DLHX2-5H3#" title="elizabethanntaylor2">elizabethanntaylor2</a> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="date">2014-01-11 19:43:39 GMT+0000 (UTC)</span> <span class="dot">·</span> <span class="comment-count">1 Comments</span> </div><div class="story-body">Family History of Isaac Motor Bickmore &amp; Martha Harville Written, edited and compiled by Lowell J. Parkinson Converted to digital by Faye Richman 2012 Life History of Martha Harville Bickmore Parkinson Martha Harville Bickmore Parkinson was born 4 June 1808 in Kainey, North Carolina; a daughter of Squire James Harville and Mary Monette. Martha lived with her parents in North Carolina until she was full grown. Her father was a rich plantation owner with many slaves. Martha’s mother was a very good cook and housekeeper. She said that no girl was ready to get married until she had learned all the phases of housekeeping and also outside work. So when Martha was ready for marriage, she was well trained in managing a household and providing for a husband and family. Martha and her parents and siblings left North Carolina and moved to Brown County, Illinois. There she met and fell in love with a man by the name of Isaac Motor Bickmore. She and Isaac were married sometime around the year 1828. Her husband, Isaac Motor Bickmore, was born 6 June 1798 in Medum Cook later to be renamed Friendship, Knox, Maine. Isaac Motor Bickmore’s parents settled in Brown County, Illinois, at the same time his wife’s parents settled there. A few years after they were married, Isaac joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (the Mormons). Twelve years later Martha embraced the gospel and joined the Church. Martha’s parents owned a large farm where they grew Maple trees. They extracted sugar maple from the trees and this harvest would take many weeks, so the family would camp near their groves and make the maple sugar and syrup. The Harvilles would keep so many pounds for each member of the family for the year. They also gathered pecan hazel nuts for the winter. Martha and Isaac were the parents of seven children: John Jackson, Martha Jane, Isaac Danford, Mary Ann, Sarah Elizabeth, David Newman, and Daniel Marion. In 1848 Martha and Isaac sold their farm in Springfield, Illinois, and moved to Desmoins, Polk, Iowa, but not being satisfied with their home, they again moved and relocated on a farm near Indian Creek, Pottawattami, Iowa, where they lived for about 4-years. It was while living at Indian Creek that Martha joined the Mormon Church. On account of bitter feelings that existed between the saints and the gentiles, the members were advised to dispose of their homes and immigrate to Utah where they could worship according to the dictates of their hearts and conscience without interruption. Listening to the advice of the church leaders, they sold their home and one of the farms which they owned. The money they had received for the sale of the house and farm was stashed in the house when the mob came and set fire to their home and belongings. The mob found the money and stole it. Martha and Isaac were compelled to move into the home of a neighbor until they could sell their other farms. In the year 1852, they joined the company of Latter-day Saints under the leadership of Captain John B. Walker and started for the long trek across the plains of America for the Utah Territory. While crossing the plains an epidemic of “Black Cholera” broke out among the saints and Isaac Bickmore and his mother, Margaret Dixon Bickmore, were afflicted with the dreaded disease. They both succumbed and died a few hours apart on 6 July 1852. They were both buried in the same grave at Loop Fork, Nebraska. Isaac’s brothers and their families were in the same wagon train. It was at the time of the “Gold Rush” in California and those families went on to California. When Isaac and Martha left Iowa, some of their brothers and sisters’ families started with them for Utah but became discouraged and turned back. Martha’s eldest son, John Jackson Bickmore, was one who turned back and she never saw him again. Martha had left Iowa with several wagons full of her earthly possessions; with the help and aid of her son-in-law, Jacob Abbott, and her children and friends she was able to continue the journey on to Utah with the absence of her beloved husband Isaac. Martha and her family, consisting of son, Isaac Danford and David Newman and daughters, Martha Jane Bickmore Abbott, Mary Ann, and Sarah Elizabeth, she was able to arrive in the Salt Lake Valley in September of 1852. Martha and her family settled in Mill Creek outside of Salt Lake for the first 2-years. In 1854, accompanied by families and friends who had braved the hardships of the plains from Iowa to Utah, the Bickmores moved once again to the place they helped colonize called Grantsville in Tooele County, Utah. On the first morning of their arrival in Grantsville the Indians were so hostile that the pioneers were forced to build a fort and live in it for the first few years. They had only been in Grantsville 6-week when Martha’s close friend, Mary Haslam Parkinson, was shot and killed by the Indians. Mary H. Parkinson was the first white woman buried in the Grantsville Cemetery. After Mary’s death, Martha began dating her friend’s widower, Timothy Parkinson, Sr. They were married in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City on Martha’s forty-eighth birthday – 4 June 1856. Timothy had two teen age sons, Timothy Jr., and Henry fielding living with him and Martha had two teen age children, Sarah Elizabeth and David Newman, living at home with her. The marriage brought the two families together under one common roof. Martha and Timothy were enticed by Captain Peter Maughan to go and help colonize Cache Valley 89-miles to the north and east of Grantsville. They left with their families in the fall of 1857, with the exception of Martha’s eldest daughter, Martha Jane, and her husband, Jacob Abbott. Timothy left behind his eldest son, Charles Graham, and the greave of his second wife, Mary Nuttal Haslam Parkinson. Martha and Timothy were only in Cache Valley a short time when they, along with the rest of the pioneers received a directive from Brigham Young telling them to disperse from Cache Valley. They again pulled up stakes and broke camp and headed back south for Salt Lake. In the fall of 1859, Martha and Timothy once again headed north to Cache Valley. But this time a fort had been erected and named Maughan’s Fort in honor of Peter Maughan. Timothy and Martha pooled their money and purchased a farm 1-mile north of the Maughan’s Fort. Martha was a very shrewd business woman and soon she and Timothy owned and operated a large dairy farm with many milk cows, pigs, and chickens. Timothy built large corrals and made their home and farm look very impressive. Martha built a log house with a big one-log room. She and Timothy later built a large house with two big rooms downstairs and two big ones upstairs and that house had wooden shingles on it. They later built a wooden frame home in 1865 at 112 North 200 East in what is now know as Wellsville, Utah. At this writing, 10 October 1982, that home is still standing. Martha and Timothy were very generous with their money and time. They adopted a young boy who they named Henry Parkinson. No information is available as to what happened to him. Martha and Timothy donated part of a parcel of their fame to be used as the Wellsville Cemetery. The North half of that cemetery was situated on their farm. Martha and Timothy were the first farmers in Utah to raise white pure-bred pigs from France, and they were the first farmers to practice the method of summer fallowing on the Wellsville bench dry farms. Martha made cheese and butter which she proudly stamped with a large letter “P.” Her business became so prosperous that she hired a young girl to help her with the business. That girl was Jane Leishman Greer. Jane would later marry Martha’s stepson, Timothy Fielding Parkinson. Martha was very energetic and efficient and could excel in all kinds of work. She could card, spin, and weave cloth as well as color it. She had a loom and wove many clothes, after which she would make and color dresses for her granddaughters. She could do all kinds of knotting such as stockings, mitten, and gloves. She derived great joy in knotting things for her grandchildren. Martha bought herself nice corsets and the other pioneer women had to wear homemade ones, made from bones that some of the weavers made. Martha’s granddaughter, Martha Bickmore Thomas, as a little girl, used to peek under the curtains to Martha’s bedroom to look at the pretty things because Martha owned things so uncommon to the other pioneer women. Martha wore pretty dresses and pretty underskirts. Martha and a woman by the name of Jane Allan Leishman were the only two mid-wives in Wellsville. Martha was an excellent practical nurse. At the time she first came to Wellsville there was an absence of any doctors in the entire Cache Valley. Martha learned her knowledge of mid-wifery from her sister friend, Jane Allan Leishman. Jane was a doctor in Scotland. Martha spent many long and cold nights helping the sick or injured. She helped a Dr. Ormsby when he came into the valley. Martha was responsible for the births of hundreds of babies. According to Martha, “the night was never too cold or stormy for her to go when anyone was sick and need her help.” In Martha’s day the only transportation was a wagon, so she simplified her mode of transportation and purchased a black horse and rode it to the homes of the sick. Martha was a kind, generous woman who was hospitable to friends and foe alike. Her home was always open to all. Many of the babies she helped bring into this world were named in her honor. With the hundreds of babies she delivered into this world and the sick people she nursed and took care of, she never charged for her services. The grateful people would give her produce or whatever they could spare from the pantry. Martha had a talent for extracting dyes from the berries and weeds that grew in Cache Valley and use them for dyeing cloth or used for medicines. Martha died on 26 Oct 1883 at the age of seventy-five. She was buried on land she and Timothy had farmed and once owned. She was laid to rest in the Wellsville Cemetery. Her widower, Timothy Parkinson, outlived Martha by 8-years. He died 10 Oct 1891 at the age of eight-five, and he was buried next Martha in the Wellsville Cemetery. Martha and Timothy were married for 27-years. Martha entered into polygamy with Timothy when he took a fourth wife, Rebecca Shaw Wood Green, on 4 Oct 1869. Timothy’s marriage to Rebecca only lasted 7-years. Timothy Parkinson and Martha Harville Bickmore’s graves went unmarked for 90-years, up to 10 Oct 1981, when the graves were located and the Parkinson and Bickmore families erected a memorial to Timothy and Martha, making a final tribute to two very courageous and sacrificing pioneers. Sources: This history was compiled and written by Lowell J. Parkinson, a great great step-grandson of Martha Harville Bickmore Parkinson. Information for this history was taken from the personal histories of Martha Bickmore Thomas, Mary Ann Bickmore Hardy, Sarah Elizabeth Bickmore Gunnell, and from a tape recording by Rachel Marietta Parkinson Parker.</div><div class="story-body"><b>Found on Family Tree</b><br /><br /><b>Family History of Isaac Motor Bickmore and Martha Harville </b><br /><b>Written, edited and compiled by Lowell J. Parkinson November 16, 1982.&nbsp; Copyright 1982</b><br /><b><br /></b>Dedication - This book is dedicated to my special childhood friend and high school companion, Clair N. Fitch, a third great-grandson of Isaac and Martha Bickmore.&nbsp; Clair, thank-you for the good times and special memories.<br /><br />A special dedication to Lettie Bickmore, 97 years young, a grand-daughter-in-law of Isaac Motor Bickmore, for possessing the desire and taking the initiative to chronicle the history of her husdand's ancestors.<br /><br />A special thanks to Wilma Hall, a third great grand-daughter of Isaac and Martha Bickmore, for typing this history book and for helping with the research.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">BICKMORE HISTORY</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The name, undoubtedly of English origin, is spelled in the early records of this country: Bigmore and Beckmore.&nbsp; Through incidents of correspondence and travel about twenty-five years ago, an interesting interview was brought about between Professor A. S. Bickmore of New York City and Reverend Dr. W. F. Bickmore of Kidderminister, County of Gloucester, England, which revealed the fact that a large number bearing this name in England have become prominent as clergymen in the Episcopal Church.&nbsp; Several of the sons of the family in Kidderminister were graduates of Oxford; a nephew of Reverend Bickmore was a fellow of New College in that University.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">The name is also known in Sussex and Essex counties and is also the name of a street in London.&nbsp; The late H. G. Somerby, in a communication to the New England Historical and Genealogical Register Vol. II, p. 399, gave the following item:&nbsp; "1635 - Thomas Bigmore aged thirty-four, dwelling in New England, Fether Seller, to pass to Amsterdam on his affairs."&nbsp; This is the earliest record of the Bickmore family in America, and the name being uncommon there seems to be no doubt of the connection of the above Thomas with the Massachusetts line, though the records reveal nothing of the two generations between the dates.&nbsp; Possibly they were engaged with traffic with foreign counties, which would make it more difficult to trace them.&nbsp; It is quite evident from the dates that follow that two generations are lacking.&nbsp; (We have them.&nbsp; See Family Record.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: left;">(I) Thomas, immigrant ancestor, was presumably born in England, in 1601, and as proved, was living in New England in 1635, "aged 34."</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">(IV) George Bickmore, probably great grandson of Thomas, the Immigrant, was recorded in Milton, Massachusetts, and probably was born as early as 1700.&nbsp; The church register of Milton shows that he "owned the covenant July 13, 1729," and was baptized on that date.&nbsp; He was evidently married at that time or before, as the following baptisms are recorded: "John, son of George Bickmore, April 4, 1730" and George, son of George Bickmore, June 10, 1732."&nbsp; The birth of this George is elsewhere given: "George, son of George and Elizabeth, "June 6, 1733," which is the only record discovered of his wife.&nbsp; It is known that a few year after, he removed from Milton to Friendship, near the St. George River, Maine.&nbsp; In the list of setters there appeared the names of "John Bigmore" and George Bigmore" as located at Madoncook (now Friendship), which confirms the family tradition that "The ancestors lived at Friendship, on the coast of Maine.&nbsp; Old residents of that place have pointed out the remains of an old cellar said to be that of the house of the first Bickmore that came from Massachusetts.&nbsp; It is now stated that George senior lived there with his sons, but it is probable that he did not live long after.&nbsp; History states that in 1635 there were but two families living on the St. George River (whose names are not given) and there is a long silence in the records until the next entry. It is not impossible that the immigrant, "Thomas Bigmore, Fether Seller," was located in this spot, and that fact drew his descendants to that locality.&nbsp; About 1717 a strong, capacious fort was built on the east bank of St. George River and a block house erected a short distance from the fort.&nbsp; The large area between was enclosed by palisades and afforded ample accommodations for a garrison of two hundred and fifty men.&nbsp; In the frequent trouble with the Indians during many years, this fort and block house was the only place of refuge for settlers for many miles around.&nbsp; It is stated that "in the war of 1755 nearly all of the families of Friendship moved within the garrison." The list of settlers referred to above was prepared, it is supposed, by Captain John North some years before his death in 1763, and it is probably that the Bickmore family located here many years prior to this date.</div><div style="text-align: left;">(V) John, eldest son of George and Elizabeth Bickmore, was born in Milton, Massachusetts, and was baptized April 4, 1730.&nbsp; There is no record to show when or where he married, and the only fact learned is the he removed early from Milton with is father to the coast of Maine to present town of Friendship.<br /><br />(V) George, younger son of George and Elizabeth Bickmore, was born in Milton, June 6, and there baptized June 10, 1732.&nbsp; he removed with his father's family, probably in early boyhood, to Friendship, Maine, and no further account is given.<br /><br />(VI) Samuel, son (probably) of George, of Friendship, Main, was born July 10, 1772, and died May 23, 1838, in the town of St. George, to which place his parents had removed from some of the neighboring islands after leaving Friendship.&nbsp; He married February 9, 1796, Mary Barter, who was born December 8, 18773 (sic), and died October 8, 1856, age 82 years, 10 months.&nbsp; In the family bible, the marriage of Samuel and Mary Barter is recorded Beckmore though the descendants use "i" instead of "e."&nbsp; They had seven children, Samule, born November 10, 1797; Roger, born May 2, 1800, died June 17, 1812; Nancy, born October 4, 1802, died July 1, 1854, married January 5, 1833 to Samuel Richards (children: Mary Jane Richards, born October 28, 1833, married March 14, 1853, to Luther A. Pitcher; John H. B. Richards, born October 9, 1835; Charles S. W. Richards, born April 19, 1838; Sylvanus G. S. Richards, born March 3, 1843); George, born April 16, 1805, died October 12, 1838; Henry, born May 17, 1808; John, born December 29, 1811, (further mention of John appears below); Oliver, born September 14, 1815, died May 4, 1827.<br /><br />(VII) William Henry, son of Henry and Nancy (Barter) Bickmore, was born at St. George, May 17, 1808.&nbsp; he married Nancy Barter, a cousin, born on Isle au Haut.&nbsp; He was a ship owner and Captain of St. George.&nbsp; Their children were: Sarah Ellen; William Henry; Theresa; Ellis and Charles.<br /><br />(VIII) William Henry, son of Henry and Nancy (Barter) Bickmore, was born in St. George, Maine, September 10, 1838.&nbsp; Like his father he was a ship owner and captain.&nbsp; He married November 1, 1865, Margaret A., daughter of Richard and Mary Ogie Martin, who was born in St. George, Maine, August 17, 1843.&nbsp; Their children were: Mary Emma Bickmore, born August 10, 1876, and Albert Henry.&nbsp; The daughter is now the wife of Fredrick F. Tefft, residing at Mount Vernon, New York.<br /><br />(IX) Albert Henry, only son of William Henry and Margaret A. (Martin) Bickmore, was born at St. George, Maine, October 8, 1868.&nbsp; He married at Camden, Maine, October 2, 1901, Myrtle L., daughter of Thomas D. and Dora (Bragg) French, who was born November 21, 1871.&nbsp; He was a student at Camden High School and Colby College, graduating A.B. in 1893 and was a member of the Phi Beta Kappa and Delta Upsilon fraternities.&nbsp; Not long after graduation, he came to New York City and engaged in the banking business.&nbsp; He is now at the head of the firm of A. H. Bickmore &amp; Company, private bankers at 30 Pine Street, New York.&nbsp; He is a member of the following clubs: Union League, St. Nicholas, Lawyers, Graduates, City, Indian Harbor Yacht, Atlantic Yacht, and the Cumberland, of Portland, Maine.&nbsp; He is also director in numerous corporations.&nbsp; Children of Albert Henry and Myrtle: Albert Henry, Jr., born in New York City, October 20, 1904; Jesse O., April 4, 1906.&nbsp; They are the tenth generation from the immigrant "Thos. Bigmore, dwelling in New England." 1635.<br /><br /><span data-reactid=".0.1.0.3">Bickmore History</span><a data-reactid=".0.1.0.5" href="https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/22383490" style="font-size: 80%; margin-left: 30px; text-align: center; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">View on FamilySearch</a><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-family: serif; font-size: 20px; line-height: 1.5; max-width: 800px; padding: 30px; white-space: pre-wrap; width: 100%;"><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.0"> </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">BICKMORE</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.2"> HISTORY The name </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$34" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.4">, is undoubtedly of English origin, and is spelled in the early records of the country, Bigmore and Beckmore. The name is found in Sussex and Essex counties in England, and is the name of a street in London. Alexander de Bykmore was elected Archbishop of Dublin in 1310, Sir. Thomas de Bykmore was of Kent, 1300. Many of the Bickmores of England and also of early America, were sea-faring people. John </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$453" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.6"> of St. Dunstana was a mariner in 1638. Some of the Bickmores who lived in Massachusetts and Main owned their own ships and sailed the seas. The first </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$619" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.8"> that we can find record of in America, was Thomas </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$678" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.a"> or Bigmore, proved to be in New England in 1635, age 34, this is the fifth great-grandfather of </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$783" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.c"> Newman </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$796" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.e">. We know little about his son Samuel or his grand-son Samuel Jr., but George, son of Samuel Jr. married Elizabeth Andrews, April 2, 1730. Their son John was born at Milton, Maine, March 25, 1731. John moved to Meduncook, later Friendship, Maine. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1060" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.g">, son of John, was born December 18, 1768, at Friendship Maine. He married Margaret Dickey and they became the parents of Issac Motor </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1200" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.i"> who was the first </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1227" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.k"> to join the L.D.S. Church. Issac Motor </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1281" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.m"> was born at Friendship, Maine, January 6, 1798 and came to Brown County Illinois when a young man. He married Martha Harvli in 1824. They became the parents of: John Jackson </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1466" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.o">, Mary Jane </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1486" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.q"> Abbott, Issac Danford </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1517" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.s">, Mary Ann </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1536" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.u"> Hardy, Elizabeth </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1562" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.w"> Cunnell, </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1580" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.y"> Newman </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1593" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.10">, Daniel Marion </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$1617" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.12"> (died in infancy). Issac and his wife Martha joined the church and started with their family to Utah. He and his mother were stricken with cholera and died the same day July 6, 1852, and were buried by the roadside, in Illinois. Martha and most of her family came on. Some of the party turned back, including John Jackson, and some went on to California. She and four of her children settled in Wellsville where she married Timothy Parkinson. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2085" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.14"> Newman and Issac Danford later made homes in Paradise. </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2151" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.16"> Newman </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2164" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.18"> and Elizabeth McArthur were married January 12, 1865. They moved to Paradise in 1877. They were the parents of: Martha Elizabeth </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2306" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1a"> Shipley, born Feb. 19, 1867, died Nov. 1890; </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2361" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1c"> McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2376" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1e">, born July 8, 1868, died Nov. 27, 1890; James Issac </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2438" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1g">, born Aug. 15, 1868, died Nov. 27, 1890; John McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2504" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1i">, born Feb. 23, 1871, died April 10, 1871; Florinda </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2565" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1k"> Peterson born July 29, 1872; Danford McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2621" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1m">, born Jan. 2, 1875, died 11 Aug. 1962; Elizabeth Dickson </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2688" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1o">, born Dec. 18, 1876, died Nov. 1877; William McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2752" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1q">, born Oct. 12, 1878, died Nov. 1962; Ellery McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2815" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1s">, born Aug. 19, 1880, died Feb 16, 1951; </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2865" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1u"> Newman </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2878" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1w">, died Oct. 9, 1881, at Paradise, Utah; Elizabeth McArthur </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$2946" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.1y">, died Sept. 21, ---- at Paradise, Utah. This sheet was prepared for the </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3033" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">David</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.20"> Newman </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3046" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.22"> reunion Aug. 10, 1960, by Lettie Critchlow </span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.$3098" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; flex-shrink: 0; font-weight: bold;">Bickmore</span><span data-reactid=".0.1.1.0.0.24">. </span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-89370467344450622822012-08-09T01:00:00.000-07:002012-08-25T10:54:46.142-07:00SQUIRE HARVILLE 1774-[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Martha Harville (Bickmore), daughter of Squire James Harville, son of Squire James Harville, son of John Harville, father of David Harville, father of Squire Harville.] <br /><br /><strong>Outline Report for Squire and Mary Harville1801-1817, Cumberland, North Carolina </strong>OneWorldTree, Ancestry.com., Huskinson/McArthur Family. Contact: Ellie B. Grover: genealogylady@gmail.com <br /><br />Squire Harvel (Harvill) married Mary Money circa 1800 in North Carolina. <br /><br />Children <br />1. John Harvill born 1801 in Surry, North Carolina <br />2. WILLIAM HARVILLE born 1802 in Surry, North Carolina <br />3. David Harvill born 1804 in Surry, North Carolina <br />4. Susan Harville born about&nbsp;1805 in Surry, North Carolina <br />5. Willis Harvill born 1807 in Surry, North Carolina <br />6. Elizabeth Harville born about 1809 in Surry, North Carolina <br />7. Martha Harvel (Harvill) born 4 June 1811 in Kainey, Cumberland, North Carolina <br />8. Jacob Harvill born 1813 in Cumberland, North Carolina <br />9. Harville born 1814 in Cumberland, North Carolina <br />10. James Harville born 1815 in Cumberland, North Carolina <br />11. Kenner Harville born 1817 in Cumberland, North Carolina <br /><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-68638103572440285442012-08-08T15:23:00.000-07:002013-01-17T11:09:29.671-08:00JOHN OLDHAM 1813-1874[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of John Oldham.]<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yTzIMzV_0sw/TdLAPCuXS5I/AAAAAAAAEAM/J5zxHfFvB1o/s1600/john%2Boldham%2Bhome%2Bin%2Bengland.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607755850691595154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yTzIMzV_0sw/TdLAPCuXS5I/AAAAAAAAEAM/J5zxHfFvB1o/s400/john%2Boldham%2Bhome%2Bin%2Bengland.jpg" style="display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 381px;" /></a>Oldham, England - This is where John Oldham lived with his family before they came to America.<br /><br /><div></div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602576549839232834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KWNHyUv9Kg/TcBZsDgZ30I/AAAAAAAAD1M/yCyVoIPklKk/s400/OLD0004%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJOHN%2B-B%2B1813.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 282px;" /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G06IL2jWHTI/TbnpFTV1uNI/AAAAAAAADyM/Ct6tT3ZV0po/s1600/John%2Band%2BMaria%2BOldham%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763888912414930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G06IL2jWHTI/TbnpFTV1uNI/AAAAAAAADyM/Ct6tT3ZV0po/s400/John%2Band%2BMaria%2BOldham%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 359px;" /></a><br />Inscription: Mother. Maria Heap Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England December 28, 1816, Died January 1, 1886. Father. John Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England July 1, 1813, Died November 24, 1874.<br /><br />Burial: Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA - Plot: L6</div><br />Birth: June 13, 1813, Lancashire, England<br />Death: November 24, 1874, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA<br /><br />John was the son of William and Alice (Barnes) Oldham, he had an older sister, Alice. And a younger sister, Marie Ann. John was the husband of Maria Heap. John and Maria were married 4 June 1836 in the St. James Church, Haslingden, Lancashire, England. They had the following children:<br />William<br />William Heap<br />Thomas<br />Alice<br />John Henry<br />Maria<br />Ellen<br />Margaret Ann<br />Samuel Heaps<br />James Henry<br />Eliza<br /><br /><div><strong>Life events</strong></div>1841 - living Moor End Mellor - <br />John Oldham - head - cotton slubber age 30 born Derbyshire 1811 <br />Ann age 35 wife born Derbyshire 1806 <br />Matthew 13 born Derbyshire 1828, <br />David 12 born 1829, <br />Mary 10 1831, <br />James 9 1832, <br />Henry 6 1835, <br />Ann 4 1837, <br />Martha 2 1839, <br />Moses 10 months 1841 - <br />all born Derbyshire. <br /><br /><div>In 1851 census - living 133 Little Moor Head, Whitfield Glossop.</div>John - head - age 42 - cotton factory labourer oiler born New Mills. <br />Nancy (Ann) - 46 - born Mellor, <br />David 22 - steam engine tender born Mellor, <br />Mary 20 - cotton carding engine tender born Mellor, <br />James 18 - cotton blower tender born Mellor, <br />Ann 16 - Frame tender born Mellor, <br />Henry 14 - cottn ? piecer born Mellor, <br />Martha 13 - at home employ born Mellor, <br />Moses 10 - 1/2 time cotton carding engine tender born Mellor, <br />Abner 6, <br />John 5, <br />Jane 2 - no birth place mentioned (could be glossop?) <br /><br />1861 - living 137 jacksons houses Whitfield. <br />John head age 56 - cotton cardroom hand born New Mills. <br />Ann - wife 57 born Mellor, <br />Mary Thorpe (Oldham?) daughter 30 - house servant born Mellor, <br />Moses 20 - cotton card room hand born Mellor, <br />Abner 17 - cotton weaver born Mellor, <br />John 15 - cotton weaver born Mellor, <br />Jane 13 - cotton weaver born Glossop, <br />Ann Thorpe 4 - visitor (grandchild?) born Glossop, <br />Hannah Thorpe 2 - visitor born Glossop, <br />Henry Thorpe 2 months - visitor born Glossop. <br /><br />1871 - living 22 Kershaw St, Glossop. <br />John - head 66 - unemployed born New Mills, <br />Abner 26 - cotton weaver born Mellor, <br />John 24 - cotton weaver born Mellor, <br />Jane 22 - cotton weaver born Glossop. <br /><br />When did wife Ann die ? Death registered 1865 Hayfield district January - March. <br /><br />No record found in 1891.<br /><div><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong><br /><br /><strong>Name Index - compiled by Maurine Carr Ward</strong><br />Names of Persons and Sureties indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND Company from 1850 to 1877 inclusive. Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City, 1877.<br /><br />Oldham, John -- Alice, Ellen, Maria, Maria Jr., Mary A., Samuel, James, Eliza 1864.</div><br /><strong>JOHN OLDHAM<br />By his son, Samuel Oldham (March 3, 1852-July 24, 1921)</strong><br />My paternal grandfather, William was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, in the year 1788. His wife, Alice Barnes, was born at the same place in the year 1787. They were married probably in the early part of 1812. Their three children, of whom we have record, were John Oldham, born at Haslingden, England, on June 13, 1813, Mary Ann Oldham (Heap), born at the same place on December 22, 1815. Alice Oldham (Sharples) born at the same place, probably in 1818.<br /><div><br />My grandfather died on August 26, 1856, my grandmother on April 2, 1867. I have a slight recollection of my grandfather, although I was but a little over four years of age when he died. My grandmother I can remember quite well, as she lived with us for some time.<br /><br />My grandparents were engaged in their own home in hand loom weaving. This was the only kind of cloth-weaving that was then known. During the early part of their lives, power looms were invented to run by steam. At one time, my grandfather had seven looms, and employed people to manipulate them all in his own house.<br /><br />The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great opposition and destruction on the part of the people, who had been using hand looms to gain a livelihood for hundreds of years, and who, it now seemed, would be deprived of that privilege.<br /><br />My grandparents were both buried in St. James Churchyard, at Haslingden, England.<br /><br />My father, John Oldham, was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, on June 13, 1813. He married my mother, Maria Heap, a daughter of John Heap and Alice Howarth (both of Haslingden) on January 4, 1836. They were endowed and sealed in the Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Utah in November 1868.<br /><br />They had the following ten children: </div>William (June 5, 1836), <br />Thomas (October 1, 1838), <br />Alice Mitton (December 15, 1840) <br />John (May 12, 1843) <br />Maria Tams (June 14, 1845), <br />Ellen Bickmore (October 1, 1847) <br />Margaret A. Crapo (December 11, 1849), <br />Samuel (March 3, 1852), <br />James Henry (December 2, 1855), <br />Eliza Remington (February 27, 1858). <br /><br />John, my father, was baptized a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1844 in Bury, Lancashire, England. He emigrated with his wife and seven children from England to Utah starting on May 18, 1864. We crossed the ocean in the General McClellam, a sailing vessel, and were thirty-one days reaching New York. We then spent nine days and nights on the railroad cars traveling to St. Joseph, Missouri. Then two days and one night on the steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at the Village of Wyoming, on the Missouri River in July, 1864.<br /><div><br />After remaining there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain Warren’s ox train. We traveled for eleven weeks before we arrived at our Salt Lake City on October 4, 1864.&nbsp;&nbsp;It was a very arduous journey.&nbsp; My father and mother were both sick for about three weeks before we arrived at our destination.&nbsp;The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey and nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived, however, all commenced to improve until we were soon enjoying the best of health.<br /><br />After remaining two or three weeks in Salt Lake City, the family removed to Paradise, Cache County in the northern part of Utah. Their son, John, had emigrated there in the year previous through the assistance of his parents, and had purchased a lot with a log house upon it. To this rude home they came with very grateful hearts, it being more than twenty weeks since leaving their home in England.<br /><br />Arriving there in the last days of October 1864, all work that the family could do in gaining a livelihood was completed. Father and twelve year old son, Samuel, however did succeed in getting a job husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked being the compensation.<br /><br />Arriving in their new home with no means whatever, and not being able to get employment by which any means could be earned except the corn before mentioned, it was a very serious question how a long winter could be tided over. This difficulty, however, was considerably lessened by Bishop David James calling to the people in the ward to give as they could afford to the incoming emigrants. A very liberal amount of food, such as meat, potatoes, flour, etc. was advanced, all of which was subsequently paid for by my father. This was a great help and came at a most opportune time and stirred up feelings of gratitude to the Bishop and members of the ward.<br /><br />In the latter part of that winter, my father was invited to follow his old trade, hand loom weaving, as cloth for men’s and women’s clothing was extremely scarce and high in price. During 1864 and many succeeding years his time was largely employed in that work. For years, he counted as the year’s work, one thousand yards of cloth and when that was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.<br /><br />In the latter part of the summer of 1866, great clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and fields surrounding it and commenced feeding upon the crops of the gardens and fields. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season of their appearance, and they also laid their eggs in great quantities. Next Spring, the insects hatched from these eggs and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus it continued for six years. One year the insects would fly upon us rather early and destroy perhaps half of the crops and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crop would almost be entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers attained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the “Grasshopper War” and had the effect of keeping the people poor and unable to build up their surroundings with as great rapidity as they otherwise would have done.<br /><br />In the early part of 1867, it was decided by the Church Authorities that on account of the hostility of the Indians, the isolation of the community and the limited amount of arable land available, it would be best to move the people to a location about three miles north, so most of that year was taken up in patting and surveying, in getting materials for homes, barns, sheds, fences, etc. and very early in the spring of 1868 this move was accomplished. <br /><br />My father and my mother endured the hardships and privations of those times not with feelings of complaints of discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy. This was Zion in very deed to them and they were willing to plow, plant and build to make it an enjoyable place to live.<br /><br />In the latter part of October, in this same year of 1868, my father and mother traveled to Salt Lake City by ox team, their 16 year old son, Samuel, driving and caring for the team, and there in the Endowment House were sealed as husband and wife for time and eternity and received their endowments under the hands of the servants of God. It was a journey of 180 miles and although the traveling was slow, it was quite enjoyable as the weather was exceedingly pleasant.<br /><br />On November 24, 1874, my father died from jaundice, brought on by being overpowered by heat while assisting in gathering hay during the preceding August. His age was 61 years and 5 months. My mother died on January 1, 1886, having just passed her 69th birthday. They had lived an honest and industrious life, were faithful and true to their religious convictions and had raised a large and honorable family. None of their children died before maturity.<br /><br /><strong>The above was submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by Delores Burton, P.O. Box 253, Sugar City, ID 83448 on 10-25-04.</strong><br /><br /><strong>Exact same was submitted to Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by L. R. Harris Ackerman, 5035 – 44 Avenue South, Taber, Alberta, Canada TOK2GO on October 13, 1992. He states the history was written by Samuel Oldham, 20 October 1920.</strong><br /><br />The only variation was as follows:<br /><br />They had the following children:<br /><br />1. William born June 5, 1836 at Haslingden, died September 14, 1862, killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland.<br />2. Thomas, born October 1, 1838 at Edenfield, Bury, died January 16, 1916 at Atchison, Kansas.<br />3. Alice (Mitton) born December 15, 1840 at Bury, Lancashire, died at Logan, Utah.<br />4. John born May 12, 1843 at Bury, Lancashire, England<br />5. Ellen (Bickmore) born October 1, 1847 at Bury Lancashire, England died at Logan, Utah<br />6. Margaret A. (Crapo) born December 11, 1849 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br />7. Samuel born March 3, 1852 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br />8. James Henry born December 2, 1855 at Oldham, Lancashire died May 26, 1913 at Paradise, Utah.<br />9. Eliza (Remington) born December 2, 1858 at Oldham, Lancashire died at Parker, Idaho.<br />10. Maria (Tams) born 14 June 1845 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br /><br />My father and his family were most of them engaged in weaving. My father, first, on a hand loom and afterwards, he and his children, as they grew up, handling power looms.</div><br /><br /><strong>U.S Army, Register of Enlistments, 1798-1914</strong><br />Name: John Oldham<br />Birth year: about 1814<br />Birthplace: England<br />Enlistment Age: 24<br /><strong>found on Ancestry Institution.com</strong><br /><br />Listed as recipient of the Perpetual Emigrating Fund.<br /><strong>NAME INDEX Compiled by Maurine Carr Ward - NAMES of PERSONS AND SURETIES indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND COMPANY FROM 1850 TO 1877 INCLUSIVE Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City 1877</strong><br /><div><br /><h1 id="collection-title">England Marriages, 1538–1973 for John Oldham</h1><div itemscope="" itemtype="http://historical-data.org/HistoricalPerson"><span itemprop="birth" itemref="birth_date birth_location" itemscope="" itemtype="http://historical-data.org/HistoricalEvent"></span><span itemprop="death" itemref="death_date death_location" itemscope="" itemtype="http://historical-data.org/HistoricalEvent"></span><br /><div class="column sixeighty last"><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="result-data"><tbody><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Name:</td><td class="result-value-bold">John Oldham </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Birth Date:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Birthplace:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Age:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Name:</td><td class="result-value">Maria Heap </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Birth Date:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Birthplace:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Age:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Marriage Date:</td><td class="result-value">04 Jan 1836 </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Marriage Place:</td><td class="result-value">Haslingden, Lancashire, England </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Father's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Mother's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Father's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Mother's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Race:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Marital Status:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Groom's Previous Wife's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Race:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Marital Status:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Bride's Previous Husband's Name:</td><td class="result-value"></td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Indexing Project (Batch) Number:</td><td class="result-value">M16086-3</td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">System Origin:</td><td class="result-value">England-EASy </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Source Film Number:</td><td class="result-value">1040346 </td></tr><tr class="result-item"><td class="result-label" scope="row">Reference Number:</td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div></div><strong>found on familysearch.org</strong><br /><br /><strong>Sketch of Samuel Oldham (son of John Oldham and Maria Heap)</strong><br /><strong>Written October 20th, 1920 by himself</strong><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">He was born March </span><span style="font-size: 13pt; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 89%;">3, </span><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">1852, Bury, </span><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Lancashire, England. His father and mother and family started from </span><st1:country -region="-region"><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">England</span></st1:place></st1:country><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;"> to </span><st1:state><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Utah</span></st1:place></st1:state><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">, </span><st1:date day="18" month="5" year="1864"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">May 18, 1864</span></st1:date><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">. Crossing the ocean on the General Mc Clellan, a sailing vessel and were thirty one days reaching </span><st1:state><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">New York</span></st1:place></st1:state><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">. We then spent nine days and one night on a steamboat traveling up the </span><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Missouri River</span></st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">, arriving at a village called </span><st1:state><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Wyoming</span></st1:place></st1:state><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">, </span><st1:state><st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Missouri</span></st1:place></st1:state><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;"> in July 1864. After remaining there about three weeks, we s</span><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">tarted on our journey across the plains in Captain Warren’s ox train. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">We traveled for eleven weeks before arriving at </span><st1:place><st1:placename><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Salt</span></st1:placename><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;"> </span><st1:placetype><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Lake</span></st1:placetype></st1:place><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">City on </span><st1:date day="4" month="10" year="1864"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">October 4th 1864</span></st1:date><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">. It was a very arduous journey.&nbsp; My father and mother were both sick for about three weeks before we arrived at our destination.&nbsp; The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey, and during the latter part, nutritious food was very scarce.&nbsp; As soon as we arrived in Salt Lake City, we all commenced to improve,until we were soon enjoying the best of health.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">After remaining two or three weeks at Salt Lake City, the family moved to Paradise, Cache County, Utah.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Our first home in Paradise was a one room log house.&nbsp; Being the last days of October 1864 all work that the family could do to help in gaining a livelihood was completed.&nbsp; The father and twelve years old son, Samuel, however did succeed in getting a job at husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked, being the compensation and no other work or money.&nbsp; It was a very serious question, however was considerably lessened by the Bishop David James calling the men of the ward together and asking them to make such advances to the incoming emigrants as they could afford.&nbsp; A very liberal amount of food such as meat, potatoes, flour, etc., was advanced, all of which was subsequently paid for by my father.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">This was a great help and came at a most opportune time and stirred up feeling of earnest gratitude to the bishop and the members of his ward.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">In the latter part of that winter my father was invited to follow his old trade, hand loom weaving, as cloth for men and women's clothing was extremely scarce and high in price and during 1865 and many succeeding years, his time was largely employed in that work.&nbsp; For many years he counted as his years work one thousand yards of cloth and when that was accomplished he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">In the early part of 1867, it was decided by the church authorities that&nbsp;on account of the hostility of the Indians, the isolation of the community and limited amount of arable land available, it would be best to move the people to a location about three miles north; so most of that year was taken up in platting and surveying, in getting out materials for homes, barns, sheds, fences, etc. and very early in the spring of 1868 the move was accomplished.&nbsp; My father and my mother endured the hardships and privations of those times not with feelings of complaint or discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy.&nbsp; This was Zion to them, and they were willing to ploy, plant and build to make it an enjoyable place to live.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">On the 6th of February 1869, I went out with a crowd of our town people to work on the Central Pacific Railroad on the Promontory for Bishop David James.&nbsp; The Union Pacific Railroad was urging its men to the east to count to the company who built it, besides every alternate square mile of land for twenty miles each side of the track.&nbsp; I remained there for two months, our places being filled by hordes of China men who were rushed on to finish up the work.&nbsp; One month later, or on the 10th of May 1869 the two companies united their lines, thus completing a railroad across the American Continent and celebrated the event by a gathering of people interested in both roads, by a program and by connecting the two roads by the driving of a Golden spike.&nbsp; This took place on the Promontory, some miles east of the western arm of Salt Lake.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: inherit; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;">Returning home, I engaged in farming on my father's land, most of which was not yet broken.</span><br /><div class="Style" style="line-height: 13.65pt; margin: 0.1in 30.2pt 0pt 0in; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 80%;"><strong>Utah Pioneer </strong>Biographies Volume 2 "O", typed by The Genealogical Society Salt Lake City, Utah 1947 pages 5-8</span><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-language: HE; mso-font-width: 55%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">&nbsp;</span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-24039756084649039882012-08-08T12:36:00.000-07:002017-01-20T14:28:11.878-08:00MARIA HEAP (OLDHAM) 1816-1886[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of Maria Heap (Oldham).]<br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602576210210894914" src="https://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spI8HWqXTl0/TcBZYSSstEI/AAAAAAAAD08/AY9R4Gi__dk/s400/OLD0003%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BMARIA%2BHEAP.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOkf0j327i4/WIKO12WUHJI/AAAAAAAALDA/gNoq_fo4Q48euOPh8vRWHLvC3khMinCqQCLcB/s1600/maria%2Bheap.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="397" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EOkf0j327i4/WIKO12WUHJI/AAAAAAAALDA/gNoq_fo4Q48euOPh8vRWHLvC3khMinCqQCLcB/s400/maria%2Bheap.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603626601833451346" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-073wdbXnEq4/TcQUtIA2T1I/AAAAAAAAD50/UWciDKHIVS4/s400/OLDHAM%2BJohn%2Band%2BMaria%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 359px;" /><br />Inscription: Mother. Maria Heap Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England December 28, 1816, Died January 1, 1886. Father. John Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England July 1, 1813, Died November 24, 1874.<br /><br />Burial: Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA - Plot: L6<br /><br />Birth: December 28, 1816, Lancashire, England<br />Death: January 1, 1886, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA<br /><br />Maria was the daughter of John and Alice (Howorth) Heap. She was the oldest of 3 sisters and a brother. Maria was the wife of John Oldham. Maria and John married 4 June 1836 in St. James Church, Haslingden, Lancashire, England. <br /><br />They had the following children:<br />William<br />William Heap<br />Thomas<br />Alice<br />John Henry<br />Maria<br />Ellen<br />Margaret Ann<br />Samuel Heaps<br />John Henry<br />Eliza <br /><br /><strong>Comments</strong><br /><br />Maria attended the Bury, Manchester, England Conference. She was removed in conference on November 18, 1854.<br /><strong>From unknown book, page 946</strong><br /><br />Listed as recipient of Perpetual Emigrating Fund<br /><br /><strong>NAME INDEX Compiled by Maurine Carr Ward - NAMES of PERSONS AND SURETIES indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND COMPANY FROM 1850 TO 1877 INCLUSIVE Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City 1877</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-12913805743636716672012-08-08T01:00:00.000-07:002012-08-27T16:20:32.598-07:00JOHN OLDHAM and MARIA HEAP[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of John Oldham and Maria Heap (Oldham).]<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yTzIMzV_0sw/TdLAPCuXS5I/AAAAAAAAEAM/J5zxHfFvB1o/s1600/john%2Boldham%2Bhome%2Bin%2Bengland.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607755850691595154" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yTzIMzV_0sw/TdLAPCuXS5I/AAAAAAAAEAM/J5zxHfFvB1o/s400/john%2Boldham%2Bhome%2Bin%2Bengland.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 381px;" /></a>Oldham, England - This is where John Oldham lived with his family before they came to America.<br /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602576549839232834" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8KWNHyUv9Kg/TcBZsDgZ30I/AAAAAAAAD1M/yCyVoIPklKk/s400/OLD0004%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJOHN%2B-B%2B1813.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 282px;" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G06IL2jWHTI/TbnpFTV1uNI/AAAAAAAADyM/Ct6tT3ZV0po/s1600/John%2Band%2BMaria%2BOldham%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600763888912414930" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G06IL2jWHTI/TbnpFTV1uNI/AAAAAAAADyM/Ct6tT3ZV0po/s400/John%2Band%2BMaria%2BOldham%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 359px;" /></a><br />Inscription: Mother. Maria Heap Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England December 28, 1816, Died January 1, 1886. Father. John Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England July 1, 1813, Died November 24, 1874.<br /><br />Burial: Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA - Plot: L6<br /><br /><br />Birth: June 13, 1813, Lancashire, England<br />Death: November 24, 1874, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA<br /><br />John was the son of William and Alice (Barnes) Oldham, he had an older sister, Alice. And a younger sister, Marie Ann. John was the husband of Maria Heap. John and Maria were married 4 June 1836 in the St. James Church, Haslingden, Lancs., England. They had the following children:<br />William<br />William Heap<br />Thomas<br />Alice<br />John Henry<br />Maria<br />Ellen<br />Margaret Ann<br />Samuel Heaps<br />James Henry<br />Eliza<br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Name Index - compiled by Maurine Carr Ward</strong><br />Names of Persons and Sureties indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND Company from 1850 to 1877 inclusive. Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City, 1877.<br /><br />Oldham, John -- Alice, Ellen, Maria, Maria Jr., Mary A., Samuel, James, Eliza 1864.<br /><br /><strong>JOHN OLDHAM<br />By his son, Samuel Oldham<br />(3 March 1852-24 July 1921)</strong>My paternal grandfather, William was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, in the year 1788. His wife, Alice Barnes, was born at the same place in the year 1787. They were married probably in the early part of 1812. Their three children, of whom we have record, were John Oldham, born at Haslingden, England, on June 13, 1813, Mary Ann Oldham (Heap), born at the same place on December 22, 1815. Alice Oldham (Sharples) born at the same place, probably in 1818.<br /><br />My grandfather died on August 26, 1856, my grandmother on April 2, 1867. I have a slight recollection of my grandfather, although I was but a little over four years of age when he died. My grandmother I can remember quite well, as she lived with us for some time.<br /><br />My grandparents were engaged in their own home in handloom weaving. This was the only kind of cloth-weaving that was then known. During the early part of their lives, power looms were invented to run by steam. At one time, my grandfather had seven looms, and employed people to manipulate them all in his own house.<br /><br />The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great opposition and destruction on the part of the people, who had been using hand looms to gain a livelihood for hundreds of years, and who, it now seemed, would be deprived of that privilege.<br /><br />My grandparents were both buried in St. James Churchyard, at Haslingden, England.<br /><br />My father, John Oldham, was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, on June 13, 1813. He married my mother, Maria Heap, a daughter of John Heap and Alice Howarth (both of Haslingden) on January 4, 1836. They were endowed and sealed in the Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Utah in November 1868.<br /><br />They had the following ten children:<br /><br />William (June 5, 1836)<br />Thomas (October 1, 1838)<br />Alice Mitton (December 15, 1840)<br />John (May 12, 1843)<br />Maria Tams (June 14, 1845)<br />Ellen Bickmore (October 1, 1847)<br />Margaret A. Crapo (December 11, 1849)<br />Samuel (March 3, 1852)<br />James Henry (December 2, 1855)<br />Eliza Remington (February 27, 1858)<br /><br />John, my father, was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1844 in Bury, Lancashire, England. He emigrated with his wife and seven children from England to Utah starting on May 18, 1864. We crossed the ocean in the General McClellam, a sailing vessel, and were thirty-one days reaching New York. We then spent nine days and nights on the railroad cars traveling to St. Joseph, Missouri. Then two days and one night on the steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at the Village of Wyoming, on the Missouri River in July, 1864.<br /><br />After remaining there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain William S. Warren’s ox train. We traveled for eleven weeks before we arrived at our destination (October 4, 1864) The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey and nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived, however, all commenced to improve until we were soon enjoying the best of health.<br /><br />After remaining two or three weeks in Salt Lake City, the family removed to Paradise, Cache County in the northern part of Utah. Their son, John, had emigrated there in the year previous through the assistance of his parents, and had purchased a lot with a log house upon it. To this rude home they came with very grateful hearts, it being more than twenty weeks since leaving their home in England.<br /><br />Arriving there in the last days of October 1864, all work that the family could do in gaining a livelihood was completed. The father and twelve year old son, Samuel, however did succeed in getting a job husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked being the compensation.<br /><br />Arriving in their new home with no means whatever, and not being able to get employment by which any means could be earned except the corn before mentioned, it was a very serious question how a long winter could be tided over. This difficulty, however, was considerably lessened by Bishop David James calling to the people in the ward to give as they could afford to the incoming emigrants. A very liberal amount of food, such as meat, potatoes, flour, etc. was advanced, all of which was subsequently paid for by my father. This was a great help and came at a most opportune time and stirred up feelings of gratitude to the Bishop and members of the ward.<br /><br />In the latter part of that winter, my father was invited to follow his old trade, handloom weaving, as cloth for men’s and women’s clothing was extremely scarce and high in price. During 1864 and many succeeding years his time was largely employed in that work. For years, he counted as the year’s work, one thousand yards of cloth and when that was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.<br /><br />In the latter part of the summer of 1866, great clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and fields surrounding it and commenced feeding upon the crops of the gardens and fields. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season of their appearance, and they also laid their eggs in great quantities. Next Spring, the insects hatched from these eggs and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus it continued for six years. One year the insects would fly upon us rather early and destroy perhaps half of the crops and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crop would almost be entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers attained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the “Grasshopper War” and had the effect of keeping the people poor and unable to build up their surroundings with as great rapidity as they otherwise would have done.<br /><br />In the early part of 1867, it was decided by the Church Authorities that on account of the hostility of the Indians, the isolation of the community and the limited amount of arable land available, it would be best to move the people to a location about three miles north, so most of that year was taken up in patting and surveying, in getting materials for homes, barns, sheds, fences, etc. and very early in the spring of 1868 this move was accomplished. My father and my mother endured the hardships and privations of those times not with feelings of complaints of discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy. This was Zion in very deed to them and they were willing to plow, plant and build to make it an enjoyable place to live.<br /><br />In the latter part of October, in this same year of 1868, my father and mother traveled to Salt Lake City by ox team, their 16 year old son, Samuel, driving and caring for the team, and there in the Endowment House were sealed as husband and wife for time and eternity and received their endowments under the hands of the servants of God. It was a journey of 180 miles and although the traveling was slow, it was quite enjoyable as the weather was exceedingly pleasant.<br /><br />On November 24, 1874, my father died from jaundice, brought on by being overpowered by heat while assisting in gathering hay during the preceding August. His age was 61 years and 5 months. My mother died on January 1, 1886, having just passed her 69th birthday. They had lived an honest and industrious life, were faithful and true to their religious convictions and had raised a large and honorable family. None of their children died before maturity.<br /><br />The above was submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by Delores Burton, P.O. Box 253, Sugar City, ID 83448 on 10-25-04.<br /><br />Exact same was submitted to Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by L. R. Harris Ackerman, 5035 – 44 Avenue South, Taber, Alberta, Canada TOK2GO on October 13, 1992. He states the history was written by Samuel Oldham, 20 October 1920.<br /><br />The only variation was as follows:<br /><br />They had the following children:<br />1. William born June 5, 1836 at Haslingden, died September 14, 1862, killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland.<br />2. Thomas, born October 1, 1838 at Edenfield, Bury, died January 16, 1916 at Atchison, Kansas.<br />3. Alice (Mitton) born December 15, 1840 at Bury, Lancashire, died at Logan, Utah.<br />4. John born May 12, 1843 at Bury, Lancashire, England<br />5. Ellen (Bickmore) born October 1, 1847 at Bury Lancashire, England died at Logan, Utah<br />6. Margaret A. (Crapo) born December 11, 1849 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br />7. Samuel born March 3, 1852 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br />8. James Henry born December 2, 1855 at Oldham, Lancashire died May 26, 1913 at Paradise, Utah.<br />9. Eliza (Remington) born December 2, 1858 at Oldham, Lancashire died at Parker, Idaho.<br />10. Maria (Tams) born 14 June 1845 at Bury, Lancashire, England.<br /><br />My father and his family were most of them engaged in weaving. My father, first, on a hand loom and afterwards, he and his children, as they grew up, handling power looms.<br /><br /><strong>Son Samuel writes: Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Oldham, Samuel, [Interview], in "Utah Pioneer Biographies," 44 vols., 22:5-6.</strong><br /><strong>U.S Army, Register of Enlistments, 1798-1914</strong><br />Name: John Oldham<br />Birthyear: about 1814<br />Birthplace: England<br />Enlistment Age: 24<br /><strong>found on Ancestry Institution.com</strong><br /><br /><strong>Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>. . . .We then spent nine days and one night on a steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at a village called Wyoming, Missouri [Nebraska] in July 1864. After remaining there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain Warrens ox train.<br />We traveled for eleven weeks before arriving at Salt Lake City on October 4th 1864. It was a very arduous journey. My father [John Oldham] and mother [Maria Heap Oldham] were both sick for about three weeks before we arrived at our destination. The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey, and during the latter part, nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived in Salt Lake City, we all commenced to improve, until we were soon enjoying the best of health.<br /><br /><strong>Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Oldham, Samuel, [Interview], in "Utah Pioneer Biographies," 44 vols., 22:5-6.<br /><br />Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868</strong>William S. Warren Company (1864)<br /><br />Departure: 21 July 1864; Arrival: 4 October 1864<br /><br />Company Information: About 329 individuals and about 65 wagons were in the company when it began its journey from the outfitting post at Wyoming, Nebraska (the west bank of the Missouri River about 40 miles south of Omaha)<br /><br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />"Got In," Salt Lake Daily Telegraph, 5 Oct. 1864, 3.</strong>Read Trail Excerpt:<br />LOCAL AFFAIRS<br />GOT IN.—Captain W. [William] S. Warren's company of about 400 immigrants and 65 wagons, arrived in the city yesterday, having made a good trip from Wyoming since July 22d. The company we learn was composed of English, Scotch, Welsh and a few Germans and Danes. One birth and twenty-six deaths occurred on the journey, the sickness was chiefly dysentery. Thirty head of cattle also died on the road.<br />Elders Thomas E. Jeremy and G. [George Gwillym] Bywater returned with this company from four year's missions to Britain.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Daybell, William, Autobiographical sketch, 3-6, in Histories and biographies written by members of Camp Sunflower, Daughters of Utah Pioneers of Center Utah County, Provo, Utah, vol. 4.</strong>Read Trail Excerpt:<br />. . . . then we went to Nebraska which was called the Camping Grounds for the Saints.<br />We then waited 2 weeks for the Ox teams to take us across the plains, it was very disagreeable while we were camping there. I have heard my mother say it would rain nearly every day and they had but little shelter. They were very uncomfortable having scarcely enough to eat.<br />But the time came when the teamsters with Ox teams came and the company of saints of 800 was divided and put into different trains, the company was so large it took 2 trains to bring them to Utah. We were put in the WARREN train, a train of 80 wagons, 2 yoke of Oxen at an average to the wagon and we started across the plains to Utah traveling from the 25th July until 4th October. During the journey we had some trying times from sickness but very few deaths. At night the train would be brought into the camp. The wagons all put in a circle, one wagon tongue run under the other until it made a correl or a safe place to yoke up the cattle. Fires were made within the circle and the young people would enjoy themselves, some times at dancing on the bare ground. My father would get some wood if there was any to be got, my mother and her children would go and pick up the buffalo chips then we would help her carry them to make our fire, so the time passed on. <br /><br /><br />We crossed the plains when the Indians were very bad. In fact, they killed a great many people, but they did not molest us as a general thing. Those who were known to be Mormon emigrants they used to visit our train in great numbers and talk to the people. So this was our experience as we traveled that dreary road day after day, and week after week, but the time came when we were nearing Utah, the word went ahead that Captain WARREN's company was nearing its destination. <br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Edwards, Elizabeth, Reminiscences, in Biographies of Elizabeth Edwards Hanks, Pioneer of 1864, Sarah and Morgan Edwards, Pioneer of 1864, and George William Hanks, Pioneer of 1857.<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong><br /><br />Our outfitting station was Wyoming, Nebraska. Our date of departure for "Zion" was July 19, 1864. The Captain of our company was William S. Warren. Four hundred souls were in our wagon train of about 65 wagons. We arrived in Great Salt Lake on October 4th, 1864. Our leaders on the plains were George Bywater and Thomas Jeremy.<br />I walked all the way across the plains, a distance of about a thousand miles. I was not quite fifteen years old at the time. I wore out three pair of shoes and walked the rest of the way barefooted. Often I could see the blood from my sore feet in the sand as I walked. There was a boy in our wagon. His mother was too old to do any cooking. His sister had to do that. Tom was the boy's name. And he was such a grumbler. I told him to stop his grumbling and he pulled my hair. He was a boy about 19 years old. I lost my temper and jumped right at him and pulled his hair until he went right head over heels on the wagon tongue, and whoever was looking on said, "Give it to him. And shame on you Tom for striking a little girl like that." I went behind the wagon crying then. Mother laughed and said, "That was a good battle. That was as swift as the battle of Waterloo." Later on my brother William challenged Tom to a fight, saying, "I'll throw my coat for fifty dollars, and then you won't strike my sister again."<br />There was one time soon after this event that I remember well. Just after we passed Ft. Laramie we came to a little station. I had never seen and Indian. We came to this place and there were a lot of Negroes there. They were a band of minstrels and had all kinds of musical instruments with them. I stayed behind the wagons with the other walkers in our wagon train. The Negroes were singing and we listened to them. Then one of the walkers said, "Well, I think it is time we were making tracks. The wagons are way ahead of us out of sight." So of course we started out after them. Just as we came around the hill, our wagons had gone around the other hill. At the point of the trail we saw a drunken Indian as he came shooting his gun in the air. It just went to my heart so. There was a big band of Indians after him to capture him. The man with us said, "Don't be afraid. They are trying to capture him. He is drunk." I fainted away, and dropped right down. A man came by and said, "This child is scared to death." So he helped me along. Mother and the rest of our family had gone ahead with the wagons and they did not see the Indians.<br />I reached the wagon at last and the team was going, and I tried to get in the wagon without stopping the team. They move so slowly. There were three pair of oxen on each wagon. I was weak from being so ill and scared, so when I tried to climb in the wagon, this boy Tom, whom I had had the fight with, gave me a push until I fell right on the wagon tongue. Mother caught me by the dress and saved me from getting killed. Mother said, "That boy Tom tries me to death." It was then that my brother wanted to fight Tom, but Tom would not fight anyone his own size. That boy Tom and I never did like each other, and mostly because of him I walked the rest of the way to Salt Lake City. In all the miles from Omaha to Salt Lake I walked all but 25 miles.<br />The next day after leaving Ft. Laramie we met a family and they stopped to talk to the people in our wagon train. There was a man and his wife and family. We asked them where they were going. They were going to see some friends at the fort. Their home was way back on the trail and they were just going to meet their friends. The day after that we came to their home. The house was all on fire. The Indians had been there. The man they had left to guard the place was dead in the road. The corrals were on fire. As the man's body was right in the trail, our leader said, "Don't touch him." The soldiers would soon come from the fort to care for him. We made a track around him. There was a woman who arrived there just then, and she screamed, "I know it is my John," but it wasn't. We camped near that place that night. We didn't go very far in a day. During the night it looked like there were regiments of soldiers coming into camp. They said that there were seven men who had been killed by the Indians and that three women had been stolen. The soldiers had taken care of the bodies. The next day we came to the seven graves the soldiers had spoken of. It looked like there had been an awful fight. We were told by our leaders not to touch a thing, even though there were things that would help us. The soldiers would come back and get what provisions were left.<br />Our water captain on the plains was William Davenport, who later lived in Parowan[, Utah]. Our teamster was Ephraim Thompson, who later lived in Fillmore[, Utah]. My brother William Edwards was a hunter on the plains for our wagon train. Sometimes he would be gone for many hours alone hunting what little he could bring back for us to eat. Mother would worry about him. We had bought him a gun at the outfitting station in Nebraska. He was a very good shot for a very young man who had worked in a mine all his life.<br />I had walked and walked so much that the soles had come off of my shoes. I then went barefooted. The shoemaker was sick and he couldn't fix my shoes. He was always busy. I walked barefooted until my toes would bleed from walking through prickle pears. I walked through all the rivers but one, and that was the Platte. There was a young man by the name of Stephen who liked to be among the Welsh people. He had been in the Civil War and had lost his leg in battle. He used a crutch. When we would come to these rivers, he would say, "You are the smallest one of all, take hold of me." Being hold of him would help me. He had his crutch and wooden leg. I walked through all the rivers holding on to Stephen. The rivers were swift and deep. The water would come into the wagon box and over the oxen's backs and the oxen would make such a loud noise driving the water out of their noses. The teamster would have to ride on the back of the oxen to guide them in the water.<br />We soon came to one of the women who had been stolen by the Indians and had escaped from them. She was at a government station along the way. Her husband and two boys had been killed and her two girls had been stolen. Her mind was completely broken and she was nearly dead. She didn't want anything. She was right out of her head. We could look at her through the window of a cabin. I thought it was the most pitiful sight I had ever seen.<br />I remember one day in particular. I was barefooted and I couldn't follow the wagon because I felt so ill, and my feet were so sore and bleeding. The wagons got farther and farther ahead. My brother and mother were sick in the wagon and so were not with me. I gave out and sat down to rest a bit and I could see that they were a long way ahead. When they camped at night my mother saw that I wasn't with them. And, as sick as she was, she came back for me. I had been crying, but I dried my tears and go up to meet her. "Oh, Mother", I cried, "Why did you come back for me as sick as you are?" But she only smiled at me. She looked very ill when we got to camp. Thus we traveled along from day to day.<br />We arrived in Great Salt Lake City on October 4, 1864.<br />[Source: http://www.welshmormonhistory.org/index.php?/resources/view/1146] <br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Fletcher, Eliza Duncombe, Life of Eliza Duncombe Fletcher, 1. (Trail excerpt transcribed from "Pioneer History Collection" available at Pioneer Memorial Museum [Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum], Salt Lake City, Utah. Some restrictions apply.)<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>We started across the plains July 10, with Captain William Warren in charge of oztrain [ox train]. I saw bodies lying where the Indians had killed them and left them, but we were a large company—150 wagons, 485 oxen—so the Indians were afraid to come too close to us. I saw where they had burned wagons.<br />One afternoon we saw a fire where they had camped. The next morning two boys went back with field glasses and saw that the whole camp had been wiped out.<br />One night the captain told the teamsters not to turn the cattle loose as he expected the Indians, so the men and boys stood guard and at midnight we heard them coming, shouting their warhoops. When they got about halfway round the camp the men fired on them and the Indians found we were ready for them so they fled.<br />I walked nearly all the way across the plains and one time layed down to rest and went to sleep. When I awoke it was nearly night, and I didn't know which way to go, but I suppose I was inspired to look for the oxen tracks and followed them until I saw a man going for water with a can like a big milk can. I hurried to catch him and went into camp and found they had had supper and had not missed me.<br />Of the family I came with, the father [Edward Chappell], mother [Agnes Boardman Chappell], my chum, their oldest son [Robert Edward Chappell; second oldest son], and their baby [Jemima Elizabeth Chappell] died with mountain fever, and were buried on the wayside. I am thankful I was too young to sense the sorrow very deeply.<br />These are a few thing we went through in coming to Zion but I am thankful to my Heavenly Father for his protection and care over me so that I came through in safety. I arrived in Salt Lake City 4 Oct. 1864. <br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Hanks, Eliza Edwards, [Diary excerpt], in Josephine Peterson Hanks, Biography of William David Hanks, 4.<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>Quoting Eliza, "I walked all the way across the plains—a distance of about 1000 miles. When we started, I had three pair of shoes but finally they wore out and so much of this way was bare-footed. Often I could see the blood from my sore feet that was left in the sand as I walked along. Sometimes I would set down to rest, and then the wagon train would go on and leave me all alone. Once I felt I just couldn't go any more but mother came back to find me after the wagons had stopped for the night."<br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Jones, John Lee, Reminiscences [ca. 1900-1926], 12-14.<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>In 1864, I was Called to fill another Mission to Drive 4 Yoke of Oxen &amp; Wagon down to the Frontier of "Nebraska Territory on the Missourie River, to Pick up the Saints Coming from England who was Emigrated by the Perpetual Emigration Fund up to this Point, we was yet in rather destitute Circumstances, in Order to prepare me for the Journey of nearly 4000 Miles, my Wife was Obliged to take the Blanket from her Bed to make me a Shirt. My out Fit Consisted of the Following, a Small Bag of Flour, 20 lbs of Crackers, a Knife, Spoon, Tin Cup, &amp; Plate, a Blanket &amp; two Quilts, Pr of Buckskin Pants, the above Blanket Shirt, " A Gun &amp; Pistol", the last Named was borrowed, from Bro H Lunt. Bros"Edward Parry" &amp; Cha[rle]s Nye, was called to go on this Mission at the Same time. Our Steers &amp; Oxen with Yokes Chains &amp; Waggons were furnished by the Breathren of the "Cedar Ward", who furnished them until our return, &amp; was Credited on Labour Tithing for their use.<br />We Started on our Long Journey April 10th 1864 nearley 4000 Miles, Our Steers were very Wild, wich retarded our progress in Traveling at first, we would be till 10. O.Clock in the Morning in Catching Some of the Wilder Cattle, we would only Make 6 Miles per Day, but we Soon got them Tractable, &amp; proscuted our Journey with More Speed, &amp; increased the Distance to 12 &amp; 16 Miles a Day.<br />When we got into Wyoming Territory We found the Platt[e] River Runing &amp; nearly one Mile Wide we had to Swim our Cattle &amp; Waggons Over, Wich took us some 4 Days the Snow Water was Very Cold &amp; Made us all very weary &amp; Cold, being in the Water So long, but the Lord blessed us &amp; our Bodyes &amp; prepared us for the Occation.<br />We arrived in July on the Banks of the Missourie River, &amp; Met the Saints who had been brought, from Europe, thence up the River to the City of Wyoming, wich was then the Outfitting Post, for the Emigration, (for this was before the Union Pacific Rail Road was Built.) Consequently these Deserts &amp; Plains had to be Travesed by Oxen, Mules, &amp; Ho[r]ses. Some Even Came to Utah With Hand Carts a few years prevous to this time. I think it was in the Years 1858-9<br />After resting our Cattle a Short time, We Loaded in the Luggage of the Saints, Souls was apportioned to Me to bring Home to Zion, there Names were as follows Mother [Mary Ann] Lord &amp; 2 Daughters [Jane and Hannah], Bro [John] &amp; Sis. [Amelia] Mills &amp; three others I forget their names, in returning Home we lost Many of our Cattle, Dying of Poison.<br />We had a Stampeed Just after we Crossed the South Platt at Juelsburge On the Pole Creek Route, resulting in the loss of 5 or 6 Head of Our Cattle. Some of them had their Legs Broken others had their Hornes torn off from their Heads Others had their Backs Broaken, &amp; as they was in Tolerable Condition in Flesh we Butchered two of them for Beef &amp; distributed it among the Emigrants and Teamsters, this Act proved to be very bad for the Saints, as the Fresh Beef gave them the Cholera &amp; Many of them Died. I Buried 3 Souls that was in My Waggon, Vis Sis Lord &amp; Bro &amp; Sis Mills, they were good Saints, &amp; will be Resurrected When the first Trump Shall Sound, in the Morn of the Millennium. The Teamsters were Compeled to Sleep out Upon the Ground, in Consequence of the Waggons being Loaded up to the Bows, those in My Waggon had a Tent to Sleep in.<br />There was one circumstance on the way, the Weather was very Stormy it had been Raining all Night Our Bedding was Completely Saturated. On waking in the Morning I found we had been lying in two Inches of Water all Night, &amp; two Large Black Reptiles about 2 feet Long, who no doubt Crawled in between us out of the Rain. I notified Bro. "Edward Purry," My Companion who Slept with me, of the two Black Inmates in Bed, he Soon gave them a wide Birth by Springing out, leaving them Sole Possessors of the Bed. But we Soon dislodged them. We then Wrung out the Water from our Cloths, Placed them in the Waggon &amp; Prepared for the Days Journey, the Indians were very bad at this time Attackting Many of the Gentile Emigration, who was going to Montana &amp; California in Search for Gold &amp; Silver, but the Lord preserved us his Saints, we had a double Guard out every Night &amp; Traveled in a Co of 110 Waggons, wich reached 5 Miles in length when all in Motion.<br />In due time we arrived in "Salt Lake City" Where the poor Saints were provided with Homes among the Saints in Zion, Untill they Could get Homes of their own. <br /><br /><br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Rampton, Ada Alice McDuff, Reminiscence in "Called at the Age of Sixty," Davis County Clipper, 16 Sep. 1910, 1.<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong><br />Mrs. Rampton emigrated to Utah in 1864 with her parents, crossing the plains in Captain Warren’s company. It was the time of the Civil War and the Indians were on the warpath. She relates that a number of times they came up to farms and ranches where the inhabitants had all been killed off; the Indians being scared away by the approach of their train. One small mule train, bound for California, that had been traveling in their company for protection, getting impatient at the slow progress of the ox teams, pushed on ahead. The next day the slower ox teams came up to a place where all the company had been massacred and horribly mutilated by the Indians, their mules killed and the wagons and property destroyed.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Stannard, J. W. P., "The Journey Over the Plains," Deseret News [Weekly], 26 Oct. 1864, 27.<br />Read Trail Excerpt</strong>:<br />THE JOURNEY OVER THE PLAINS. TO THE EDITOR OF THE DESERET NEWS:<br />"Ublest Libertas, ibl est Patria."-CICERO. [Where liberty is, there is my country.]<br />SIR:—Being advised that an account of the Emigrants' journey over the Plains, would be acceptable to many of your intelligent readers, I respectfully submit to their perusal, the following narration of a company's procedure under the supervision of Captain William S. Warren; and as I am a member of the Church of England, the statement by a "Gentile" may on that account be deemed impartial, respecting the judicious arrangements made for the Emigrants' welfare.<br />The "Agent of the Emigration," at Wyoming, Joseph W. Young, Esq., furnished the Emigrants with excellent provisions. The flour, hams, bacon, rice, sugar, apples, beans, etc., were the very best that money could procure; and the Emigrants generally concur with me in feeling grateful to that gentlemen, for supplying them so well. En passant, it seems not irrelevant to add, for the benefit of future Emigrants, that those who roasted the beans, then ground them into powder, and used it as coffee, were preserved from Diarrhoea, which attacked others, and proved fatal to some; as might naturally be expected among several hundred persons, in a journey of 1100 miles, and occupying upwards of ten weeks. "Tell me," said the Irishman, "the place where people don't die, and I will go and end my days there." The "Commissary" carefully superintended the distribution of the provisions, every alternate week; and saw that "every one had his portion of meat, etc., in due season." With such good provision for the body, the wants of the soul were not neglected. The "Chaplain" called us together, mornings and evenings, for public worship. The Prayers appropriate for the occasion, nullified the latter part of the following statement, which recently appeared in the Chicago Tribune: viz. "the Mormons believe in Joseph Smith, but do not believe in Jesus Christ!" Whether this latter clause proceeded from a penny-a-liner's gross ignorance of their religion; (which a perusal of any of their books, or an attendance upon any one of their services would promptly remove: or from his base pandering to the morbid antipathy against the "Mormons," and was overlooked by the intelligent Editors: it was very reprehensible in a public journal, and discreditable to its respectable conductors. Many of the Hymns sung, being compiled from Wesley, Watts, etc., were familiar to me: and I enjoyed the singing, especially of that fire old Doxology.<br />"Praise God from whom all blessings flow; Praise him all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly hostPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost."<br />Which reverberated on the extensive plains of Dacotah: and why not? Divine worship should not be confined to human buildings: the Universe is God's temple; the dome of heaven its lofty roof; the plane of earth, its wide basis; sun, moon, and stars its glittering ornaments; every devout heart, an altar; every upright man, a priest; and prayer and praise, the incense, which arises to heaven with acceptance, and draws down a gracious benediction. "Guards" were regularly set, morning and evening, for the protection of the passengers, Cattle, Wagons, etc.; and thus, like the ancient Israelites under Nehemiah; "we made our prayer unto God, and had a watch set night and day. In describing the various Officials, the "Teamsters" should not be overlooked. Coming, as many of them did, from various parts of Europe, the Teamsters' knowledge of the English language, was remarkable to an experienced Tutor, long accustomed to educate Scholars and train Teachers in English, inter alia. I remember at Bourbon College in France, when I was Professor there, a Parisian studying English, exclaiming, one morning. "Some thieves stole Mr. Durand, last night: they robbed his watch, and other articles:" instead of "some thieves robbed Mr. Durand, last night: they stole his watch, etc." No such error was made by the Teamsters, as was made by that Collegian. Their correct pronunciation too was gratifying. In adjacent wagons, were two young men, each eighteen years old; one was a native of Norway, who had been in Utah six years; the other was a North Briton, who emigrated from Scotland this year. The Norwegian's pronunciation of English was correct and intelligible. The North Briton's was in the broad Scotch dialect; which (like the Irish brogue) is difficult to be understood by the English or Americans. The superiority of the foreigner's pronunciation of English is to be ascribed to his long residence in Utah; for the Americans' orthoepy is remarkably good. Of course, well-educated Englishmen and Americans speak alike; but taking the vast majority of the people of Great Britain and America, the superiority of American's pronunciation is obvious; and forcibly impressed my mind during the last three years that I taught Private Families and Public Schools in Illinois, and held a "first-grade Certificate of Qualification." The Americans have no "patois," (as the French term it;) they never say "I wull" and "you shull:" they never speak of "hogs and happles;" " 'ouses and 'orses;" "wirtue" and "winegar;" "this vicked var," etc; which dialects and provincialisms disfigure the pronunciation of many Britons. The "Captain" ably superintended the whole; and at times seemed almost ubiquitous; and he was "here, there, and everywhere," when his presence was requested; and by wisely tempering authority with benignity, secured for himself general respect.<br />With such physical and spiritual provision; under such able guardianship; and with the beneficent protection of our heavenly Father, we at length arrived at this far-famed city; and here my expectations were completely surpassed. Much as I had read about Utah and its inhabitants, from the elaborate and masterly work of Captain Stansbury, (one of the earlier and best books on the subject,) to the recent publication of Captain Burton, I was impelled to exclaim with one of old, "the half has not been told me," and was reminded of the inscription on the tomb of Sir Christopher Wren, in St. Paul's Cathedral, London, and its celebrated Architect. That inscription is, "si monumentum quaeris, circumspice," i. e. "if you seek his monument, look around:" see the cathedral he has erected, &amp;c. So, to any one desirous of knowing what the calumniated "Mormons" really are, I would say, "come hither, and 'look around.'" See the beautiful city, they have built; see the extensive fields they have cultivated; see the rich productions they have raised; see how they have made the wilderness and the solitary place to be glad for them, and the desert to become "DESERET," and to rejoice and blossom as the rose. Surely such a people; so industrious, as surrounding objects indicate; so religious as their crowded Bowery evinces, eminently deserve to have their "Territory" formed into a "STATE." For maintaining this truth in Illinois, I was assailed, defamed, maligned, and as the climax of my opponents' vituperation, I was called a "Mormon;" but the only answer I received was, "perhaps it would be made into a State, but for its peculiar institutions." Irrespective of the declaration, "Congress shall pass no law respecting religion, or the exercise thereof;—(which concerns Americans exclusively, and might be deemed presumptuous for a foreigner to intermeddle with)—I contended for the broad, grand doctrine that with "Institutions," whether "peculiar" or general, which emanate from Christian principles, no Government has any right to interfere. While as an Englishman, I readily concur with Dr. Watts.<br />"Let Caesar's dues be ever paid<br />To Caesar and his throne, As a Christian, I cordially add, with that poet,<br />But consciences and souls were made<br />To be the Lord's alone."<br />"Conscience," said an eminent judge, "is not amenable to human laws, nor subject to human tribunals." All that governments have a right to require is, that the inhabitants should properly perform their duties; and then they are justly entitled to possess their rights, as denizens of a Free State. The maligned "Mormons" have nobly discharged their duties; and therefore preeminently merit to enjoy their privilege, as citizens of THE FREE STATE OF "DESERET." I cordially rejoice in the prosperity of the Latter-day Saints, although, like the former day Saints, they are every where spoken against; (thus proving what Dr. Paley terms an "undesigned coincidence," thus Mormonism and Christianity are identical, by each meeting with the same reception;) and I heartily wish that their future progress may resemble "the shining light, which shineth more and more unto the perfect day."<br />I am, sir, yours respectfully,J. W. P. STANNARD,Professor of Languages and Mathematics.G. S. L. City, Oct. 13th, 1864. <br /><br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Stott, Edwin, "A Sketch of My Life," Utah Historical Quarterly, July, Oct. 1941, 187.<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>In 1864, I was called to go back to the Missouri River after Mormon immigrants. Our company was composed of sixty wagons with eight head of oxen to the wagon, which made a total of four hundred eighty head of cattle in the company. My calling in the company, with three others, was the night herding of these cattle. It was a hard task, and I slept but very little night or day for six weeks. It was also a year of unusually high water, every creek and river being flooded. We had to swim our cattle and wagons in crossing the South Platte River. When we were on our journey about six hundred miles, we came to a section of country of much rain at that season of the year. We had rain and thunder storms every night for two weeks or more. We journeyed on and finally reached the Missouri River. The Mormon immigration was there ready to be loaded. We started back for Utah, but the Indians were very troublesome. A small company of three wagons, four mules to each wagon, bound for Oregon, traveled with us until we passed Fort Leavenworth, then they left us, as we were traveling too slow for them. But in two days we came upon the place where the Indians had killed them all, set fire to their wagons and stolen their mules. At this time the country was being settled to some extent. men were coming out and taking up ranches and building homes. Indians were killing them and setting fire to their homes and stealing their belongings. As we were traveling along at night we could see the homes burning on the horizon. When we were about five hundred and forty miles on our journey we camped about one half mile from some freighters, forty wagons in all. They had been to Denver, Colorado, with their loads, and were on their way back. In the night we heard yelling and shooting. Presently we saw the fire start burning. The Indians had set fire to all the wagons and driven their cattle away and killed all the men.<br />As night herders we had many narrow escapes from the Indians. But the blessings of the Lord were up on us, and we landed home in safety.<br /><br /><strong>Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868<br />Source of Trail Excerpt:<br />Wilson, Stephen Fairchild, Reminiscence, 17-23 (Trail excerpt transcribed from "Pioneer History Collection" available at Pioneer Memorial Museum [Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum], Salt Lake City, Utah. Some restrictions apply.)<br />Read Trail Excerpt:</strong>Early next spring 1864, my father said we must make a start for Salt Lake City on account of the persecution of our neighbors which grew more and more unbearable day by day. With all the haste we could command under the circumstances we got ready the best we could, and father fitted up his span of ponies and light wagon and one morning about 3 or 4 o'clock A.M. early in April 1864, he took us by surprise by driving the team into the door post close to the door and quietly said in a low voice make haste and load up no time to lose, and in less time than it takes to write it, Aunt Rebecca and her 6 children, my sister Sarah Alice and myself with our scanty bedding, clothing, a few dishes and small provisions we were packed into the little wagon all ready to start! Father said now—"Stephen is the teamster" and he held the lines while the "teamster" got firmly seated for the ponies were restless and seemed to catch the spirit of it and were impatient to start for Utah! It was about 4 a.m. and about the 5 of April 1864 when father handed the lines up to me saying "peace and good luck be with you" till father, mother, sister Elizabeth, brothers Ira Lyman, Oliver Cowdery and little Joseph Ellis Wilson mother’s baby and brother Sidney Smith, his wife Nancy Brizandine and baby boy 1 year old, with his light rig overtook us 50 miles from the old homestead which we left for the dogs to fight over!! I stopped at a place which father previously designated till they came up. That was indeed a happy reunion of a family of refugees fleeing from persecution which we suffered more or less since we fled from Nauvoo Illinois June 1846, a lapse of 18 years. We indeed felt to thank our Heavenly Father for our freedom in the pure fresh air of the prairies of western Iowa while on our journey to the promised land of Utah.<br />After several more day's travel of 150 miles taking turns riding and walking along side of the <two>little rickety light family wagons, some of the family walking all the way. We arrived all well and safe at the Missouri River opposite the church Wyoming landing over to which we were soon ferried and said good bye to old Iowa and Ill. It was in the latter part of June 1864, when we crossed the River and were soon looked after at the church emigration headquarters. In a few days we were all baptized except father and mother and "aunt" Rebecca who were previously baptized in Illinois, prior to 1846. also little Joseph Ellis Wilson 6 years old. We were baptized in Weeping Water Creek which empties into the Missouri River near the Wyoming Landing by Elder George Bywater about the 1st of July 1864 and confirmed same day by whom I do not know. That baptism was one of the happiest days of my life. On coming up out of the water the spirit of testimony from above rested upon me in a manner that I shall never forget as long as memory lasts. It was a momentary joy I can not explain and a testimony to me that the ordinance of baptism by immersion is essential to salvation in the kingdom of heaven and that the Lord was pleased with what I had done. I felt that I entered the door of the kingdom of heaven which the Lord had set up in the last days through the prophet Joseph Smith the "choice seer" in fulfillment of the prophecy of Daniel II chapter and 44th verse.<br />Some time after the 4th of July a few days 1864, my father loaded mother and her children into Captain Warren's train of ox teams according to arrangement, Sidney my brother, wife and 2 children into Captain Canfield's train. Father took "aunt" Rebecca and her 6 children in his light pony wagon and traveled along with the trains till we arrived in Salt Lake City Utah about the 5th of October 1864.<br />About two weeks after we left the Missouri River and somewhere in Nebraska Territory—now a state—just as father and I were tieing the hame strings on his ponies they started in a second on the back road leaving their harness strung along the road for about two miles before they were overtaken by the horsemen belonging <to>the two church trains of ox teams which both stampeded before you could say scat, and leaving broken wagon wheels, crippled oxen, wagons tipped over and mdse. provisions and all kinds of goods scattered along the road on the plains for about a mile or two. My mother was in one of the wagons which tipped over and a heavy goods box fell on her side and brok[e] two ribs. The effects of which made it uncomfortable for her to ride in the jolting wagons for a long time, but the Lord had a work for her to do in <the>temple for the living and for the dead and He spared her life till it was done. We soon started on and soon passed some of our men repairing a wagon wheel which had been broken in the stampede. A few days after this incident our train passed by a small train of gentile freighters whose wagons were burning to ashes and all the provisions, bedding and clothing &amp;c had been taken, also their animals, and 9 of the dead bodies of the freighters were lying stretched out side by side near the ruins, all of which was the work of the savage indians a few short hours before. I do not know whether our men buried them or not. Our trains did not stop, but I was among a number of the brethren who were walking and we saw the sight! Nothing more of importance transpired till nearly all of our family were down with the mountain fever a little before we reached the summit or south pass, where my sister Elizabeth died and was buried by the road side. The trains cannot stop for funerals; two or three persons have to stop long enough to bury the dead, hastily. Two or three days after that my teamster called me out of <my>mountain fever stupor saying Stephen, look! there goes your father with your last full sister Miss Sarah Alice Wilson in his light wagon to the Echo grave yard. With great <difficulty>I looked over the side of the wagon box in which I was riding and saw the light wagon go by at the forks of the road just behind my wagon. In a day or two we arrived in Salt Lake City about the 4th of Oct. 1864 near fall conference. </difficulty></my></the></to></two><br /><br /><strong>MARIA HEAP</strong><br /><br />[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of Maria Heap (Oldham).]<br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602576210210894914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spI8HWqXTl0/TcBZYSSstEI/AAAAAAAAD08/AY9R4Gi__dk/s400/OLD0003%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BMARIA%2BHEAP.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 281px;" /><br /><br /><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603626601833451346" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-073wdbXnEq4/TcQUtIA2T1I/AAAAAAAAD50/UWciDKHIVS4/s400/OLDHAM%2BJohn%2Band%2BMaria%2BParadise%2BCemetery.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 359px;" /><br />Inscription: Mother. Maria Heap Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England December 28, 1816, Died January 1, 1886. Father. John Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England July 1, 1813, Died November 24, 1874.<br /><br />Burial: Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA - Plot: L6<br /><br />Birth: December 28, 1816, Lancashire, England<br />Death: January 1, 1886, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA<br /><br />Maria was the daughter of John and Alice (Howorth) Heap. She was the oldest of 3 sisters and a brother. Maria was the wife of John Oldham. Maria and John married 4 June 1836 in St. James Church, Haslingden, Lancashire, England. <br /><br /><br /><strong>Comments</strong><br /><br />Maria attended the Bury, Manchester, England Conference. She was removed in conference on November 18, 1854.<br /><br /><strong>From unknown book, page 946</strong><br /><br /><br /><strong></strong><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6sxE9f8AdA/TcBZGvCyZVI/AAAAAAAAD00/aqdFPDXdV4w/s1600/OLD0002%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJAMES%2BHENRY%2BAND%2BSIBLINGS.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602575908691141970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6sxE9f8AdA/TcBZGvCyZVI/AAAAAAAAD00/aqdFPDXdV4w/s400/OLD0002%2B-%2BOLDHAM%2BJAMES%2BHENRY%2BAND%2BSIBLINGS.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 263px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />Copy of photo of family group of 4 men and three women with two oval inserts of two women between the three people standing on back row. Typewritten on top of photo John and Maria Heap Oldham Family Abt 1904 Utah. Typewritten on bottom of photo Seated; L to R -Thomas - Alice O. Mitton - Maria O. Tams - Samuel Heap Standing L to R - James Henry - Ellen O. Bickmore - John Oldham Jr. On the Wall L to R - Eliza O. Remmington - Margret Ann O. Crapo. Photo taken about 1904.Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-55962581203328778422012-08-07T00:30:00.000-07:002012-08-20T09:29:17.419-07:00DAVID BICKMORE 1800-[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Isaac Motor Bickmore, son of David Bickmore.]<br /><br /><strong>Knox County, Maine</strong>The Bickmores were among the first settlers in this town, being there by 1750 from Massachusetts. There has been controversy as to the identity of the mother. There is a Cushing, Maine record of the marriage of a David Bickmore to Margaret Dickey August 3 1793. However, the name is Martha Dixon on all early L.D.S. church records, and it is always Martha or Patsy (nickname for Martha) in Census reports and land grant records. It is possible that Margaret Dicke and Martha Dixon were the same person.<br /><br />The David Bickmore family left Maine, probably from Kennebeck County, some time after March 1815. Their oldest child Anna was married to Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois, opposite St. Louis in the Great American Bottom. The family was not listed in the special State Census of 1818. David apparently had died before the taking of the Federal 1820 Census, in which his wife was listed as head of the household. During childhood play, William M Bickmore lost one eye playing Indians with bow and arrows, as can be noticed when viewing his picture.<br /><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8702429944324137749.post-18038900110709879102012-08-07T00:00:00.000-07:002012-10-24T09:12:42.569-07:00MARGARET or MARTHA DICKEY (BICKMORE)1768-1852[<strong>Ancestral Link</strong>: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Isaac Motor Bickmore, son of Margaret (Martha0 Dickey (Bickmore).]<br /><br /><strong>MARGARET (MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMORE</strong>BIRTHDATE: 1768 Warren, Lincoln, Maine<br />DEATH: 6 July 1852 Loop Ford, Iowa<br />PARENTS: John Dickey Nancy Patten Dickey<br />PIONEER: 5 October 1852 John B. Walker Company Wagon Train<br />SPOUSE: David Bickmore<br />MARRIED: 31 August 1793 Cushing, Knox, Maine<br />DEATH: Before 1820<br />CHILDREN:<br />Annie 1794<br />Thomas 1794<br />Isaac Motor 6 June 1797<br />William 14 May 1799<br />David 1800<br />George 1802<br />Jacob 1804<br />Samuel David 4 February 1806<br />Eliza 1809<br />Jane Ann 1811<br />Martha Jane 1814<br /><br />Margaret was born in 1768, in Warren, Maine. Her parents were of Scottish descent. Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Maine in 1793. She had eleven children, all born in Friendship, Maine.<br /><br />The family left Maine for Illinois probably about 1815/16. Margaret’s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy in subsequent census reports and land grants.<br /><br />Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contracted the disease. They died on 6 July 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on the Platte River in Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.<br /><br /><strong>MARGARET (or MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMORE</strong>born 1768 Warren, Lincoln, Maine<br />died 6 July 1852 Loop Ford, Iowa<br />John B. Walker Company 1852<br /><br /><strong>MARGARET (or MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMORE</strong>Margaret Dickey was born in 1768 in Warren, Lincoln, Maine, to Scottish immigrants John Dickey and Nancy Patten.<br /><br />Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Knox, Maine on 31 August 1793. She had 11 children in Maine: Annie, 1794; Thomas, 1794; Isaac Motor, 6 June 1797; William, 14 May 1799; David, 1800; George, 1802; Jacob, 1804; Samuel David 4 February 1806; Eliza, 1809; Jane Ann, 1811; and Martha Jane, 1814.<br /><br />The family left Maine for Illinois probably about 1815/16. Margaret‘s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy (a nickname for Martha) in subsequent census reports and land grants.<br /><br />Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contracted the disease. They died on July 6, 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on Platte River in Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.<br /><br /><strong>PIONEER WOMEN OF FAITH AND FORTITUDE<br /><br />Margaret or Martha Dickey (Dicke, Dixon, Dison) Bickmore</strong>Born: 1768, Warren, Lincoln, Maine<br />Died: 6 July 1852, Loop Ford, Iowa<br />Pioneer: 1852, Captain John B. Walker Company<br /><br />Margaret Dickey was born in 1768 in Warren, Lincoln, Maine, to Scottish immigrants John Dickey and Nancy Patten.<br /><br />Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Knox, Maine on 31 August 1793. She had 11 children in Maine; namely, Annie (1794); Thomas (1794) and Isaac Motor (6 June 1797) were born in Friendship; William, 14 May 1799 born in New Bedford, David (1800), George (1802), Jacob (1804), Samuel David (4 February 1806), Eliza (1809), Jane Ann (1811), Martha Jane (1814) all born in Friendship.<br /><br />The family left Maine probably from Kennebec County, after March 1815. The oldest daughter, Annie, married Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois. Margaret’s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. It is interesting to note that Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy (a nickname for Martha) in subsequent census reports and land grant records. Three of her sons were living in the same town in consecutively numbered households.<br /><br />Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contacted the disease. They died on July 6, 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on the Platte River, Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.<br /><br /><strong>All of the above were submitted to the Daughters of Utah Pioneers by Jacqueline A. Hyden, 315 North 100 West, Providence, Utah 84332</strong><br /><strong>Knox County, Maine</strong><br />The Bickmores were among the first settlers in this town, being there by 1750 from Massachusetts. There has been controversy as to the identity of the mother. There is a Cushing, Maine, record of the marriage of a David Bickmore to Margaret Dickey August 3 1793. However, the name is Martha Dixon on all early L.D. S. church records, and it is always Martha or Patsy (nickname for Martha) in Census reports and land grant records. It is possible that Margaret Dickey and Martha Dixon were the same person.<br /><br />The David Bickmore family left Maine, probably from Kennebeck County, some time after March 1815. Their oldest child Anna was married to Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois, opposite St. Louis in the Great American Bottom. The family was not listed in the special State Census of 1818. David apparently had died before the taking of the Federal 1820 Census, in which his wife was listed as head of the household. During childhood play, William M Bickmore lost one eye playing Indians with bow and arrows, as can be noticed when viewing his picture.<br /><strong>found on ancestry.com</strong>Arn and Jodyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03744676874718986386noreply@blogger.com0